I taste your synthetic breath in the night,
Your circuits are luminous things of life.
I�m right for you,
You're right for me,
Through modern technology.
They say that you care for me like a child,
You know how your fly movie drives me wild.
I'll crack your code,
And if you break,
I'll send for a duplicate.
You know its not easy,
Being a young man,
Searching for love in a digital age.
You need the connections,
And suitable hardware,
To hook you up with compatible trade.
When you're nothing but a number in an endless data stream.
And your face is but a figment of a fiber-optic dream.
You're just a glitch in the machine.
Romantic evenings by the fire,
I service your main frame and,
Spark your wires.
Your poor of mind,
But blessed by soul,
And fully programmable.
If I call,
You come,
You're forever young,
You can sense,
No pain,
So no matter how hard things.
Might get,
If I say something I regret,
I can always hit reset.
Oh no its not easy,
Being a young man,
Searching for love in a digital age.
You need the connections,
And suitable hardware,
To hook you up with compatible trade.
When you're nothing but a number in an endless data stream.
And your face is but a figment of a fiber-optic dream.
You're just a glitch in the machine.
Oh what�s a boy to do,
Without his own compliance appliance,
I'll take an axe to you.
If I detect, denfiance, don�t change, your signs, your files.
If there�s a glitch in your machine (x3)
I'll terminate our love.
