Sometimes I feel like a blind man teaching a robot how to paint. What clever line can I compose to pull the sweetness from your mouth? (Let it out)
I wouldn't even stutter, I won't ever stutter with you.
Robotic hearts can learn love again.
Until that day I got all my friends.
Ignore the slurring of my speech, I have had a few since you. (but they aren't you)
If I have a heart left after the NSA and the CIA put me down... I'll give it to you.
I wouldn't even stutter, I won't ever stutter again.
Robotic hearts can learn love again.
Until that day I got all my friends.
No, human hearts don't have a maximum capacity or terminal velocity, you get back what you put out.
So give it all away for free.
Give it all away for free, away to me, and I will promise I will do the same for you.
