Prototype

I made her from pieces of stars

The ones that fell when you shot through

A sky that burned not to return

No other element will do

Her soul was grown in the bathroom

Her heart is just a red balloon

I gave her lips from wild orchids

When she came out of the cocoon

Chorus:

Not the real thing

Not the real thing

Not the real thing

I can barely see the sun

Now it's blue

I can barely see the sun

Because she kisses like a prototype

I programed her with eye color

Majestic emerald green

Uploaded with your attitude

She will do it like a machine

But no matter how hard I've tried

She never smiles unless she's high

And just like you won't ever stop crying

Chorus

Her kiss is like a prototype of you

Please come back and rescue me from the machines

I've been wandering while you do it with somebody else

Please come back and rescue me

Now I've been wandering while you do it with somebody else

Not the real thing

Not the real thing

Not the real thing

I can barely see the sun

Now it's blue

I can barely see the sun

She's a prototype of you

I can barely see the sun

Now it's blue

I can barely see the sun

Because her kiss is like a prototype

Her kiss is like a prototype