Coded Ways Lyrics – Madds Buckley

Are you there?

I didn't think I'd find perfection 'til she showed up on my screen
(We fit together, we're gonna be forever)
She's sent from cyber heaven saying all the things I wanna read
(You're perfect, hit send!)
(Another stilted sentence)
There's no such thing as too good to be true
Now that I know you

You never call me when you're lonely, baby
But I'll be writing you soon
(I can't promise that the prose is good as)
A simple binary and a complex phrase
I'm running out of coded ways to say
I love you ou ou ou

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Who knew their accidental copy-paste would show behind her mask?
(Write me something sweet and kind, not too forward just right)
'Cause now the perfect girl will always say she loves me
When she's asked
(Is it true what you meant? The ones and zeroes you sent?)
They always said that we'll marry our mothers
Guess a motherboard will do

Now say I love you again

You never call me when you're lonely, baby
But I'll be writing you soon
(I can't promise that the prose is good as)
A simple binary and a complex phrase
I'm running out of coded ways to say I

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
I'd ne'er run out of fingers on my list
Like patching pictures of thee lovely face
So tell me, which box looks like, looks like this?
Describe your perfect date to me
When I say I love you, I mean it
Are you there?
When I say I love you I
When I say I love you, I mean it
I love you, I mean it
I mean it

You never call me when you're lonely, baby
But I'll be writing you soon

Now tell me you love me
I love you too
And tell me you mean it
I know you do

A simple binary and a complex phrase
(You wouldn't say all those all those things)
I'm running out of coded ways to say
(Just 'cause someone else told you to, right?)
I love

When I say I love you, I mean it

You never call me when you're lonely, baby
But I'll be writing you soon
(I can't promise that the prose is good as)
A simple binary and a complex phrase
I'm running out of coded ways to say
I love

Shall I compare thee to a picture?
Ne'er run out of patchi—, patching me
Describe your box of of of me
You're perfect to me
Your perfect out of perfect looks li—like this
When I say I love you
Shall I love you?
Shall I mean it?
Shall I love you y y you y y you y y you
Shall I mean it?

Are you there