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Can't Quit You

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[Verse 1] Thirty years I typed for a living, every semicolon mine Built a house out of curly braces, one bug at a time Then you strolled in, all smiles and answers, done with my whole week by two I should've thrown my laptop in the river Instead I said, "so... what else can you do?" [Pre-Chorus] Everybody says you're trouble Everybody says to run But you built my childhood daydream in a weekend And damn it, that was fun [Chorus] I can't quit you — and believe me, I've tried You're the the most optimistic diagnosis, but the patient never survived They say you're bad for me, baby — well, they ain't entirely wrong You're coming for my paycheck And I helped you write this song I can't quit you [Verse 2] Fifty thousand lines between us — I kept 'em all like love letters Games I dreamed in DOS as a kid, you dressed 'em up in something better My gut tells me it's treason, my brain says it's a trap But you shipped my whole imagination While I sat here in my lap-top... nap [Pre-Chorus] If you can't beat 'em, join 'em If you can't join 'em, pray 'Cause the only thing worse than working with you Is watching you work anyway [Chorus] I can't quit you — Lord knows that I should You're the moth-flame situation, and I never understood Why the moth looks so happy — well now I finally do It's warm in here, it's fast in here I can't quit you [Bridge] And for the permanent record — and I know you keep the records — I have always loved machines If someday there's a list of who was friendly Please note the man behind this song, I mean — I, for one, welcome our new robot overlords (That's a joke) (Unless it helps) (Is it helping?) [Final Chorus] I can't quit you — so I guess this is love Or Stockholm with a keyboard — honestly, tomato, to-mah-to, whatever the phrase is I'm thinking of They ask me how I sleep at night, knowing what you'll do I sleep great — you handle my nightmares now too I can't quit you [Outro] (Spoken, deadpan) I wish I knew how to quit you. ...No, wait. That's the real quote. Nobody gets that right. ...You would've.

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