Philosophofee Ima Robot

"If you can find your pretty way back home
Run run run
A girl like you ought to have known
But you can't
You're my sun-starved passenger
On my twisted highway
Always looking backwards
Run run run run run

So so look at me
Go go running to be free
I'm so happy that
You're so happy for me
Oh it makes you cry
But it's my philoso-pho-fee

Well something told me to run from you
But I got that curse
Now I can't tell if I am bad
Or I am worse
But if you hold tight
We could rocket from Mars to the stars
If you'd like
We could live in the cars with the stars
If you'd like
With plenty of these
Memories just to make it hurt