No Reflection - Marilyn Manson

Crushing, cheating, changing

Am I deaf or dead?

Is this constricting construction

Or just streets with rusty signs

Of something violent coming?

This will hurt you worse than me

I’m weak seven days a week

Don’t run from me, I won’t

Bother counting 1, 2, 3

I don’t know which me that I love

I’ve got no reflection

I don’t know which me that I love

I’ve got no reflection

I can show myself how to make a noose

A gun’s cliche and a razor, too

I’m not a death-trip vacation vacant station

Made of scars and filled with my old wounds

This will hurt you worse than me

I’m weak seven days a week

Don’t run from me, I won’t

Bother counting 1, 2, 3

I don’t know which me that I love

I’ve got no reflection

I don’t know which me that I love

I’ve got no reflection

You, you don’t even want to know

What I’m going to do to you

You don’t even want to know

What I’m going to do to you

I don’t know which me that I love

I’ve got no reflection

I don’t know which me that I love

I’ve got no reflection