I miss it so much
a button to touch
a dial to turn
a key to hold

Days turn to nights
turn to weeks turn paper
into rocks
into plastic,
my material heart, how it keeps us apart,

Watching days turn to nights
turn to weeks
turns everything I got into techniques,
my mechanical heart, how it tears me apart

I miss it so much
a button to touch
a dial to turn
a key to hold

I miss it so much
a button to touch
a flick of a switch
hand on my heart

Days turn to nights
turn to weeks turn paper
into rocks
into plastics,
my material heart, how it keeps us apart,

Watching days turn to nights
turn to weeks
turns everything I got into techniques,
my mechanical heart, how it tears me apart

I miss it so much
a button to touch
a dial to turn
a key to hold

I miss it so much
a button to touch
a flick of a switch
hand on my heart