You were delivered on a Friday at ten
I unpacked you, we looked each other in the eye
Immediately I felt a zing, it was pure magic
I've never felt such familiarity with a person before
Your skin, your curves, oh, how I like you
The way you're talking sounds like you know me better than I know myself
You're so perfect, though just plastic and electricity
You're my tenuous proof: authenticity is just a construction
Your model number reads 342-A7-FN
But me, I'm going to call you Cosima
Love, love, who really needs true love
Love just stops (I love you)
Love, love, who really needs real love
No one can stand it anymore
Love is temporary, love makes you vulnerable
Love is outdated, sick and crazy
Love can be bought, love is replaceable
Everyone who gives it a try never looks back (I need you)
I don't want to have to do anything, I can't take any pressure
I've had enough of cold reality
If my luck is determined by your algorithm from now on
In the future maybe I won't be quite so inhibited
You must always smile, never bitch, never be dirty, never play hard to get
You're programmed to serve me and you won't even menstruate
Ah yes, though some day you'll be turned into scrap metal
Until then, Cosima dear, you'll call me god
Love, love, who really needs true love
Love just stops (I love you)
Love, love, who really needs real love
No one can stand it anymore
Love is temporary, love makes you vulnerable
Love is outdated, sick and crazy
Love can be bought, love is replaceable
Everyone who gives it a try never looks back (I need you)
Love is temporary, love makes you vulnerable
Love is outdated, sick and crazy
Love can be bought, love is replaceable
Everyone who gives it a try never looks back
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