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   (Prototype)   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   (Prototype)      Chorus:   Not the real thing   Not the real thing   Not the real thing   And I can barely see the sun    Now it's blue   And I can barely see the sun   Because she kissees like a prototype      And I programmed her with eye color   That majestic emerald green   Uploaded with your attitude   She will do it like a machine   (Prototype)   But no matter how hard I've tried   She never smiles unless she's high (never smiles unless she's high)   And just like you    Won't ever stop crying   (Prototype)      Chorus   Of you   Prototype of you      Please come back and rescue me from the machines   And I'll be wondering why you do it with somebody else      Not the real thing   Not the real thing   Not the real thing   And I can barely see the sun    Now it's blue   And I can barely see the sun   Because she kisses like a prototype   And I can barely see the sun    Now it's blue   And I can barely see the sun   Because she kisses like a prototype   Of you   Prototype of you