Waking young and feeling old
The days are no longer my own
To piss away the waking hours
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't let them go to waste
The fire in my eye is fleeting now
Your robot heart is bleeding
Tried to be the robot king
And settled for a robot boy
Ring the bells that still can ring
And sing your stupid head off to
The ones who are not listening
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't let them go to waste
The fire in my eye is fleeting now
Your robot heart is bleeding
And I've spent half of my life
In the customer service line
They want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you