It's been 10 years and she thinks you a friend,
But something always comes up.
It's this feeling that you entertain,
It's not about dreams but you can't shake her.
Love's not mainstream. It's not the movies.
Still you waste our lives with the notion that
You can't replace her.
Replace her...
Replace her...
Love is a movement and you're stiff through and through.
You are a watchman, you guard each word like a
Poet who has a fear of rhyme.
You'll never work again, you'll never work.
Take, take, take off from ground,
Not a pulse within sight and I'm
Left with the sound (of you).
She can't expect to matter
In the chaos and the clatter
Of all this talk Robot Man.
Shake hands with every eye you meet.
Make them all fall for you, make their hearts beat.
The faster you find your way to her arms
The sooner you'll say: "if I only had a heart."
Bridge:
Stuck inside a shell of dead weight, of dead weight
Drowning in your undying devotion cause you are
Stuck inside a shell of dead weight, of dead weight
Drowning in your undying devotion cause you are...
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