AI

AI - Alec Benjamin

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She tells me she's sorry, she says it's the end

She exists the party and leaves with a friend

I drink some Bacardi and my heart descends

The evening is over, I'm on my way home

When she says, "Come over," she calls on the phone

I say, "I need closure," she says, "Come alone."

She's like AI, she never cries

She's so cold when I look into her eyes

So hollow and blue, I just can't get through to her

So hollow it's true, she's like a computer