Binary Code

Taylor Bickett

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I pour my heart out, it makes you shut down
I sit there crying while you short-circuit
So systematic, your face is static
No way to tell if you're even hurting
I didn't wanna give up

But sometimes pulling the plug's the only choice that you have
Would it have killed you to fight for me?
I hoped that you might, but you're not wired like that
Maybe you'd listen if I spoke to you in binary code
Too bad I'm made up of blood and bones

Maybe you wouldn't be so Stoic and indifferent and cold
If I were nothing but ones and O's
You've been so robotic, emotion versus logic
Is just another way to tear me down in the name of being honest, oh

Maybe you'd listen if I spoke to you in binary code
Too bad I'm made up of blood and bones
Too bad I'm made up of blood and bones
Is it a pattern of fatal attraction?

I tend to chase after something disconnected (oh-oh)
'Cause you're not the first one (oh)
So, I don't know why I thought somehow this wouldn't have the same ending (oh-oh)
Maybe you'd listen if I spoke to you in binary code
Too bad I'm made up of blood and bones (blood and bones)

Maybe you wouldn't be (maybe you wouldn't be) so Stoic and indifferent and cold
If I were nothing but ones and O's (ones and O's)
You've been so robotic, emotion versus logic
Is just another way to tear me down in the name of being honest, oh (oh)
Maybe you'd listen if I spoke to you in binary code

Too bad I'm made up of blood and bones
I'm blood and bones (I'm blood and bones)
You're ones and O's (you're ones and O's)
I really wanted this to work (I really wanted–)
At least now I know (now I know)

I'm blood and bones (I'm blood and bones)
You're ones and O's (you're ones and O's)
I wish we worked
But now I know
Maybe you'd listen if I spoke to you in binary code
Too bad I'm made up of blood and bones

Maybe you wouldn't be so Stoic and indifferent and cold if I were nothing but ones and O's
Too bad I'm made up of blood and bones