I didn't think I'd find perfection 'til she showed up on my screen (We fit together, we're gonna be forever) She's sent from cyber heaven saying all the things I wanna read (You're perfect, hit send!) (Another stilted sentence) There's no such thing as too good to be true Now that I know you
You never call me when you're lonely, baby But I'll be writing you soon (I can't promise that the prose is good as) A simple binary and a complex phrase I'm running out of coded ways to say I love you ou ou ou
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Who knew their accidental copy-paste would show behind her mask? (Write me something sweet and kind, not too forward just right) 'Cause now the perfect girl will always say she loves me When she's asked (Is it true what you meant? The ones and zeroes you sent?) They always said that we'll marry our mothers Guess a motherboard will do
Now say I love you again
You never call me when you're lonely, baby But I'll be writing you soon (I can't promise that the prose is good as) A simple binary and a complex phrase I'm running out of coded ways to say I
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? I'd ne'er run out of fingers on my list Like patching pictures of thee lovely face So tell me, which box looks like, looks like this? Describe your perfect date to me When I say I love you, I mean it Are you there? When I say I love you I When I say I love you, I mean it I love you, I mean it I mean it
You never call me when you're lonely, baby But I'll be writing you soon
Now tell me you love me I love you too And tell me you mean it I know you do
A simple binary and a complex phrase (You wouldn't say all those all those things) I'm running out of coded ways to say (Just 'cause someone else told you to, right?) I love
When I say I love you, I mean it
You never call me when you're lonely, baby But I'll be writing you soon (I can't promise that the prose is good as) A simple binary and a complex phrase I'm running out of coded ways to say I love
Shall I compare thee to a picture? Ne'er run out of patchi—, patching me Describe your box of of of me You're perfect to me Your perfect out of perfect looks li—like this When I say I love you Shall I love you? Shall I mean it? Shall I love you y y you y y you y y you Shall I mean it?