I was a troubled teen   Who put an advert in a magazine   To the annoyance of my imaginary lover   She doubted my philosophy and this is what she said to me      She said, ?Oh, you, you're green   You don't know what love means, let me tell you?   Tickles you pink, oh yeah, it likes to hear you scream   Fire and damnation, lamentations for the likes of you      When she goes, just let her go   If she says she's going, make sure she goes   Make sure she goes      I was a troubled teen   Untroubled only in my daydreams   To the annoyance of somebody or other   Questioned my integrity and this is what they said to me      They said, ?Oh, you will be where you belong   But it's only blood from broken hearts writes the words to every song?   There's a beautific smile for fawners and the servants   Oh but I, only I, only I      I can see the serpent, oh, you, you're green   You don't know what love means, let me tell you   Tickles you pink, oh yeah, it likes to hear you scream   Fire and damnation, lamentations for the likes of you      When she goes, just let her go   If she says she's going, make sure she goes   Make sure she goes      For the likes of you      When she goes, just let her go   If she says she's going, make sure she goes   Make sure she goes      When she goes, just let her go   And if she says she's going, you make sure she goes   Make sure she goes