I'll Replace You With Machines

If since the letter, 
made a deal go sour, 
on pacts of golden seal, 
post marked. 

aint it funny how it gets there, 
and they say it never does, 
ill replace you with machines, 
i cant face you. 

so i wrote a letter, 
to the messenger of my dreams, 
i see him at a party, 
endlessly. 

aint it funny how it gets there, 
and they say it never does, 
ill replace you with machines 
i cant face you.