Bm
Bm D G
Oh, I don't know what you've been to~old
Bm D A G
But I don't get out much these days
Waking young and feeling old the days are no longer my own
To pass away the waking hours
Bm G
But don't, don't don't, don't let them go
Bm G D
Oh don't, don't don't, don't let them go to waste
A2 Bm
The fire in my eye is fleeting now
G
Your robot heart is bleeding
Tried to be the Robot King
And settled for the robot boy
Ring the bells that still can ring and sing your stupid head off
To the ones who are not listening
But don't, don't don't, don't let them go
Don't don't, don't don't, don't let them go to waste
(D) A2 Bm
The fire in my eye is fleeting now
G
Your robot heart is bleeding out
And I spent half of my life in the customer service line
Flaws in the design - a sign of the times
And that little voice in the back of your mind
Just wants you to know, just hopes that you know
Robots need love, too - they want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you, they want to be loved by
Robots need love, too - they want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you, they want to be loved by
Robots need love, too - they want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you, they want to be loved by
Robots need love, too - they want to be loved by you
They want to be loved by you, they want to be loved by you...
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