As much as I would love to stay and chat, i've got a deadline to catch.

A fifteen-hundred mile drive back home.

And i'm sorry, really,

I never meant to do what I did.

And I regret everything I've ever done,

to lose someone like you.

It still makes me cry,

and it makes me lose all hope.

But you know,

what can you do?

When the one person you love just doesn't love you back.

When the blood supply is cut,

and the power supply unplugged,

just leave me to run,

until i run out of strength,

and i tumble to the ground

with no one around to plug me back in.

After all, i'm just a machine.

With no feelings, no emotions, no soul.

A processor for a brain, a battery for a heart.

Outdated and obsolete.

Why spend time upgrading,

when i can be easily replaced?

And i'm sorry, really,

I never meant to do the things I did.

Despite everything I did to get you back,

you just never accepted me.

I upgraded myself,

got new updates,

installed the latest firmware,

but I guess it just wasn't enough.

Out with the old, in with the new.

So I guess it's all good,

as long as you're happy.

That's all that really matters,

right?