[Intro: mandolin fingerpicking flourish, F major] [Verse 1: conversational, breathing room, F Bb C] They put me on the morning show Between the weather and the dog segment Askin' bout our A-I dataset And I said "don't really know where it comes from" As if I'd said nothing wrong, it's the truth But oh... the face they made.. [Pause] [Verse 2: quieter, breathing room, Dm7 Bbsus2] My publicist texted me a period Which is worse than any word she's ever said And she's said some things "Why did you say that?", "Don't do interviews" Sad thing is, I don't wanna lie [Chorus: full, mandolin driving, Bb F Csus2 Gm7] Something something ethical Not sure Maybe transparent I don't know what I said wrong, but my P-R team is on the phone Something something sorry I am Maybe too late The interview or the company Either way I'm going home [Mandolin fill] [Verse 3: brighter, false confidence, breathing room, F Gm7 Bb] So I wrote a blog post titled "What I Meant Was" And it said "we value privacy" Right above the tracking pixel Someone screenshotted that [Pause] Trending for the second time this week And it was not the good kind [Verse 4: deflating, breathing room, Dm7 F] So I did another interview to fix the first one And the journalist said "trained on what" And I said "I'm told we don't answer that one", with a polite smile But it didn't work, their twisted faces didn't change Oh why, won't their faces change.. [Chorus] [Mandolin fill, Fsus2] [Verse 5: new energy, naive optimism, breathing room, Bb C F] New logo, rounder Softer colors like a hospital That's trying not to scare you "We're doing robots now," I said "Because robots can't hurt people" [Pause] [Verse 6: building, breathing room, Gm7 Bb F C] The demo went fine Until the arm hit the glass Sending shards a-flying every direction Nothing we could do, not even objection Beloved news anchor struck, national tragedy People gonna call it "glassgate" Looking for just about any escape, I schedule more interviews [Mandolin fill, Fsus2] [Bridge: stripped, just guitar, fragile, Fsus2] Someone said "what about theme parks" I said "that's stupid, tell me more" An A-I coaster that designs its own track Based on rider sentiment [Pause] [Bridge continued: building, Gm7 to Bb] Which was fine until the screaming Someone threw up And the model added a loop (and a loop) They screamed for forty hours straight [Chorus: fuller, bass walk, Bb F Csus2 Gm7] Something something safety Not sure Maybe more guardrails I don't know why it's breaking glass But the investors seem okay Something something pivot Again Maybe healthcare My mind or the company Either way I won't stop caring [Half bar rest] That's who I am. [Mandolin fill, Fsus2] [Verse 7: slowing, fading, Fsus2 Gm7] And the coaster's still running Because nobody knows how to stop it And the robot arm is still holding the glass And the blog post still tracks you [Pause] My publicist sent another period Then nothing Then typing Then "It's done, I'm out" [Reprise: barely holding, gentle, Bb F Csus2 Gm7] Something something learning I am Maybe growing I don't know what we are but we're not what we were Something something pivot Again Maybe No [Outro: mandolin alone, F major, fading] Something something ethical Not sure Maybe transparent I don't know what I said wrong, but my P-R team is on the phone Something something sorry I am Maybe too late The interview or the company Either way I'm going home [Long Pause] Something something [Pause] Maybe next time... [End]
