No Passion

I never feel
I can never feel
Oh-oh, I was cut open
And now I can feel never

Betraying no emotion underneath your aviators
And your flight attendant uniform, perfectly tailored
For your 91-degree angle shoulders
Fucking goddamn, how I love your shoulders

She looks like a Barbie, that's fucking creepy
Leslie Nielsen is dead, and I don't care
I don't have time for pride, I only like people
Who hate the things that brought us together

I, I never feel
I can never feel
Oh-oh, I was cut open
And now I can never feel

I want a man who would hate me for what I am
I want a man who would leave me if I told him my
Deepest and darkest secrets, like I would leave him
In a situation where our positions were reversed

In my wildest sexual dreams, I dream
That I'm watching porn, but there's too much sunlight
Shining on my laptop monitor, so I
Can't see anything with any amount of clarity

I, I never feel
I-I can never feel
Oh, I, I was cut open
And now I can never feel