She?s got metal in her bones

So she knows when it will rain

And when the weather?s getting cold

That?s when she feels a little pain

A tiny little prick

Now you won?t feel any pain

And the sutures in her skin

Like tracks for tiny little trains

Her car turned over

Blood all over

I told 9-1-1 come over

Now she?s made of flesh and nuts and bolts

She?s made of flesh and nuts and bolts

(Nuts and bolts, where there once were bones

Tiny shards of glass and shiny cars go crash)

A motor car driving through the park on Sunday

An airplane taxis on the runway in front of me

(is that my true love, is that my true love?)

A motor car driving through the park on Sunday

(is that my true love, is that my true love?)

An airplane taxis on the runway in front of me

(is that my true love, is that my true love?)

What was the last thing through you mind

Was it the windshield or the faded yellow sun

You didn?t turn

You didn?t turn

You didn?t turn

You didn?t turn away

You didn?t turn away

And now he?s got no give

He?s got no give

He?s got no give

Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh

I go walking on the beach today

And look for my heavy metal girl

I go walking through the streets this way

And look for my heavy metal girl

I go walking on the beach today

And look for my heavy metal girl

I go walking through the streets this way

And look for my heavy metal

And look for my heavy metal

And look for my heavy metal girl

Last time I saw her in the ambulance

Tiny shards of glass

Shiny cars go crash