I can play any part.
If that's what you want.
I can do anything you ask.
Nothing but machinery.

The gears and cogs turning in my mind.
Get muddled when you speak to me.
I've built myself from the ground up.
Then you swing into me, crashing me down.

I can be your everything.
Make myself dependant on you.
I can do anything you ask.
I'm nothing but machinery.

My fuel's running low.
My springs are popping out.
Your lies to my face.
Your knives to my heart.

You can pick me up and repair me.
Or toss me out with the other garbage.
I always thought I could take it all.
Whatever you had, you could lay it on me.

But when I cut myself I bleed.
When I fall down, I get *****.
I crash.
I break down.

My blood is not black.
It is not a thicky, oily mass.
My skin is not metal.
It will scrape and produce wounds.

I thought I could do anything.
Anything you asked of me.
But turns out I was human all along.
Made out of flesh and blood.