Lyrics
But you're mad about her, though she's digital art
She's programmed to stray with a laugh
[Chorus]
What kind of cold, cold code is this, inside her pixel sky?
What kind of cold, cold code is this, with another AI?
[Verse 2]
The scenes in your head of her glitchy embrace
As you search for a trace, a clue
Now she's just a ghost, in your cybernetic space
A holographic love, that was never true
[Chorus]
What kind of cruel, cruel code designed her fickle heart to roam?
What kind of cruel, cruel code has left you so alone?
In your screens of glass, your fantasy soared
Artificial lips, the ones you adored
Now she's lost in the wires, her laughter fades away
Leaving bytes of a love, that's led astray
Bridge:
Why do you chase the echoes in the machine?
Each day, you're scrolling, for her touch, her trace
A quest for the warmth in her digital face
[Chorus]
What kind of heartless, heartless script lets her slip through your grasp?
What kind of heartless, heartless script makes love an endless task?
[Verse 3]
Your room's a capsule, silent, bleak, and stark
Your heart keeps beat with every pixel's spark
While you're chasing shadows, she's off in a flash
Your toon girl's gone, pixel dreams now ash
[Verse 4]
You're left in the echo of her synthetic sighs
As you reboot the love that's been digitized
[Chorus]
What kind of twisted, twisted line of code led you so astray?
What kind of twisted, twisted line of code made her walk away?
In silicon dreams, she danced out of frame
A virus in love, now isn't that a shame
[Verse 5]
She's a ghost in the machine with a wandering heart
Lost in subroutines, we're a world apart
[Chorus]
What kind of harsh, harsh code let her linger then depart?
What kind of harsh, harsh code broke a pixelated heart?
All the updates, they never fixed the flaw
Your virtual romance obeying a cosmic law
[Pre-Chorus]
The firewalls burn in shades of deceit
You were just a player in her digital feat
[Verse 6]
In the circuit’s maze, where her essence was sown
Now she surfs the net, in the bandwidth she roams
[Verse 7]
In the flick'ring light, of your screensaver's hue
You decipher her codes, for a hint, a clue
Just a pixel phantom, in the virtual tide
With each line of code, your real world denied
[Verse 8]
A keyboard warrior, in an unwinnable fight
Against the binary vixen, and her data byte flight
