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 would do
(Prototype)
Her soul was grown in the bathroom
Her heart is just a red baloon
I gave her lips from wild orchids
When she came out of the cocoon
(Prototype)
Chorus:
Not the real thing
Not the real thing
Not the real thing
And I can barely see the sun
Now it's blue
And I can barely see the sun
Because she kissees like a prototype
And I programmed her with eye color
That majestic emerald green
Uploaded with your attitude
She will do it like a machine
(Prototype)
But no matter how hard I've tried
She never smiles unless she's high (never smiles unless she's high)
And just like you
Won't ever stop crying
(Prototype)
Chorus
Of you
Prototype of you
Please come back and rescue me from the machines
And I'll be wondering why you do it with somebody else
Not the real thing
Not the real thing
Not the real thing
And I can barely see the sun
Now it's blue
And I can barely see the sun
Because she kisses like a prototype
And I can barely see the sun
Now it's blue
And I can barely see the sun
Because she kisses like a prototype
Of you
Prototype of you