E I'm rusted andAm Just for the larkE I would tradeAm All of my moving partsD If you can move meG Like you say you canG Are you pretendingAm You can love a tin canG F# Cold, tired and staleFm Help me get away from here [Chorus]C This is what I want for my lifeG But I'm not sure if I'm programmed rightD Or if I'm under the gunF# With some sick fascination to over indulgeC And it seemsG Like these nuts and bolts and dreamsD Always find some way to competeF# Fm The latter never comes up clean, OH! [Verse 2]E Am Oh you say that you want meE Am Mirrors and flesh never meld that easyD And never can we kiss likeG The scene in these showsG Never will lens graceAm Our awkward poseG F# By igniting on embraceFm Irony is all I taste [Chorus]C G This is what I want for my lifeD But I'm not sure if I'm programmed right Or if I'm under the gunF# With some sick fascination to over indulgeC And it seemsG Like these nuts and bolts and dreamsD Always find some way to competeF# And the latter never comes up clean [CHORUS CONT'D]C And I saidG This is what I want for my lifeD But I'm not sure if I'm programmed right Or if I'm under the gunF# With some sick fascination [Outro]C G Oh my baby, drives me crazyD F# Cause I'm your favorite wind-up toyC You're just too good to destroy
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