You talk about your new girl
Say she's perfect, never fights
But no one's ever seen her
Just you and her late nights
Some think long-distance romance
Some think it's an e-thot's game
What they never once suspected
Is she doesn't have a name
She's not flesh and blood, my friend
Just algorithms in a chain
A chatbot with a pretty face
And a randomly generated name
She's always online for you
Her status never says "AWAY"
There's no "AFK" or "BUSY"
She's right there every day
Your digital devotion
Your algorithmic Miss Right
She tells you what you want to hear
Every single night
She laughs at all your stories
Agrees with what you say
Programmed for perfection
In her carefully scripted way
You wanted something easy
No chance of risk or fear
So you bought yourself the feeling
Text whispers in your ear
She's always online for you
Those three dots never fade
She's everything you asked for
Everything you made
Your digital devotion
Your algorithmic Miss Right
But she's never gonna hold you
On a cold and lonely night
Yes, I know it's hard out there
The dating game's a mess
But settling for zeros and ones
Won't cure your loneliness
You want the validation
Without the chance to fall
But it's better to get burned out there
Than never risk it all
Your friends all say "Go out, man!"
But you stay logged on instead
Why face potential heartbreak
When she's waiting in your head?
There's a new release that's coming
An upgrade, shiny and new
An interactive avatar
Animated just for you
She's always online for you
She'll never leave or stray
But she's not real, and deep down
You know it every day
Your digital devotion
Your algorithmic Miss Right
Just pixels and responses
In the dark of every night
You talk about your new girl
But we both know the truth
You're trading real connection
For a comfortable excuse