I'm missing every part

In a body without a heart

Like a soul without a mind

Would you rather that I be a machine

With the wind

Get fresh at the weekend

My level's too high


I'll leave no regrets

Ready for this moment

Wanna play

You are my heart

Maybe Monday

You better move

Just your typical prototype

I dread the thought of our very first kiss

Please don't look at me with those eyes

My happiest moments weren't complete

What I wanted was love not an imitation

So soon in the arms of temptation

Underneath the pretty face is something complicated