Cap Lock Escape

he's no musician those aren't love songs he wrote they're computer program notes I slipped away in the nanosecond it took him to blink he doesn't know what hit him maybe a floppy disk falling from the sky then again, it could've been a hard drive someone needs to hit his system reset button it ain't me some other girl can pickup his dropped parity bit or worry if everything she says is word perfect I've been through his disk drive wringer probed by his oscilloscope and had my best chips blown now I'm sitting by my abacus a smile on my lips he can count me out no modem's attached to my phone drop me a line in pencil or ink when you're powered down then we can backspace delete alt control home