Darcy
The Rocket Scientist
I'm terrified of aliens and scientists who come by nightTo find me, helpless, and cut me openAnd sift through my insides to find a reasonWhy humans tend to fall in loveI came along five years later, I should have knownAnd gone to find her way back in high schoolStrategically timing my first impression'Cause the last time I wasn't first enoughSo I'll make a rocket that goes the speed of lightAnd drive in circles to travel back in timeAnd try harderIf beauty lies in the eye of her boyfriendThen I'm the one watching, watchingAs she cuts me open, removing my insidesTo leave me useless when the scientists and aliens arriveBut in the end, she's happy with who she's withAnd in the end, there were never any aliensAnd I'm afraid it was me doing the cutting all alongAnd all along, I was planning my inventionTo make a rocket
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