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 Oh let me tell you It tickles you pink, oh yeah But 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, you will be up where you belong But it's only blood from broken hearts Writes the words to every song And there's a beautific smile 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 Oh let me tell you It tickles you pink, oh yeah Everybody 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 If she says she's going You make sure she goes Make sure she goes