Soulmate 2.1

Pass me that soldering gun, I know what to do Red LEDs under her cheeks Her eyes are green, not blue She'll talk in code JavaScript, C++, Python, maybe But I don't mind I've needed someone to talk to lately Prototype, so my type Flawless data, still in beta She's built exactly to my specifications A deity designed by me, soulmate 2.1 With all the traits I've looked for in one container Even still, she couldn't feel plainer No recognition, no love in her eyes Don't recognize cognitive signs Zeros and ones got her head into mine Her skin like marble, her grip like a vice What have I done? My darling exchanged for this callous automaton Gone all gone Left here with only a husk of a lover Designed desire, empty shell I have created my own living hell Doing it yourself turns out bad Schematics can rebuild what had No luck Self-destruct I'll try harder next time To work out all the glitches we find There's no simple solution No shortcut, no substitution I'll try hard to work on being patient on days when you're gone Forgive me, sorry I'm just so damn sick of waiting on your fucking program