Trashnology
I'd rather have a freaking button phone,
I'd rather spend the rest of Spring alone,
To your advances, I say "four o three",
Your dirty hands still keep touching me!
[Chorus]
Every night with you, I cried.
Now your access is denied.
I will never date again.
Turn your gaze to the data rain!
[Verse 2]
My mom was right: you are just a jerk.
Love is a lie, life is only work.
Go date your computer, you salty nerd!
Now I am done, that's my final word!
[Chorus]
Every night with you, I cried.
Now your access is denied.
I will never date again.
Turn your gaze to the data rain!
[Verse 3]
I'd rather trash all my smart devices,
Than contend with your disgusting vices:
You drink a beer right at six o'clock,
And every day brings another shock!
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