I made her from pieces of stars    The ones that fell when you shot through    A sky that burned not to return    No other element would do    Her soul was grown in the bathroom    Her heart is just a red baloon    I gave her lips from wild orchids    When she came out of the cocoon       Chorus:    Not the real thing    Not the real thing    Not the real thing    I can barely see the sun    Now it's blue    I can barely see the sun    Because she kisses like a prototype       I programmed her with eye color    Majestic emerald green    Uploaded with your attitude    She will do it like a machine    But no matter how hard I've tried    She never smiles unless she's high    And just like you    Won't ever stop crying       Chorus    Kisses like a prototype of you       Please come back and rescue me from the machines    And I'll be wondering why you do it with somebody else    Please come back and rescue me    And I'll be wandering while you do it with somebody else       Not the real thing    Not the real thing    Not the real thing    I can barely see the sun    Now it's blue    I can barely see the sun    She's a prototype of you    Not the real thing    Not the real thing    Not the real thing    I can barely see the sun    Now it's blue    I can barely see the sun    Because she kisses like a prototype    Kisses like a prototype