When was the moment that we broke in two?
In fact I am sure I can blame it on you
I remember the first big surprise
The day you came home with your infrared eyes
I looked inside them, but all I could see
Were tiny reflections of me
But it's not me, it's you
You're some kind of something
But I don't think that I like you better
No I don't think that I like you better
Some gills and some wings and a few extra thumbs
Now you're thirteen feel tall
Even when you're asleep your machinery hums
And I'm tired of the evenings I spend
Making small talk with your new robot friends
And their stupid insistence on scanning my iris
When they know damn well who I am
And you look like a victim of a surgical crime
A little Darth Vader, little Optimus Prime
But I don't think that I like you better
No I don't think that I like you better
Snap your mandibles once to say you understand
Wait, now that's too close, you're crushing my hand
I can tell by that shrieking alarm
That your weapon systems are active and on
Do me a favor, power them down, just so we don't have a scene
And I wish it was different but it's just not the same
At least we've got someone we know we can blame
But I don't think that I like you better
No I don't think that I like you better More from Jonathan Coulton