I sold my soul to the remote control
But nothing digital can fill the hole
In my heart that was made for you
You had bright eyes and full of surprise
Ever-changing smile that never dies
Even when nothing in life is true
I love it when pretty girls cuss
I wish that “you and I” could be “us”
Though we’re unalike in all we do
But you’re over there, playing with your hair
Both of us afraid to lose what we could share
Ignorant to the world that will be new
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