I met you in biology in high school You told me by college we'd be wed You were my favorite lab partner 'Till you ran off with that brilliant young pre-med My pain would show up on a CAT scan My optic nerves are only seeing blue My blood hates to flow, because it has to go Through the four chambered heart that cries for you I'm in the lonely lab of broken hearts I dissect the way you say goodbye until it falls apart I'm in the lonely lab of feeling blue And my pheremones can find no trace of you You were as sweet as crystalline carbohydrates The Rosin-coated optical recepters are filled with tears I wanted to elope, so we could make some isotopes With a half life, of a million thousand years If I suspended my tracheal dialations 'till you returned here My muscles would need ATP anaerobic respiration Adazine, cytizine, guanine, mythyamine might make up my DNA But my love gene must be missing from it's station 3X "U stands for Uranium. There are several types of Isitopes of Uranium, three of which are radioactive"