Donating to Science

There goes the girl I know. She got me good in her little world. The mall has long since exploded all over the Neighborhood. Times like these make me long for a friend. They make her long for the simple life 'cause She's already twenty-two years older than the rest Of the night. But don't feel sad for me, for my compassion Has gone away. And even if I could, I probably wouldn't Feel any anyway. Hey, I won't sing of stories of love since I Donated my heart to science. Now I won't feel the sting of thorns in My pride since they raped me of my self-reliance. So here I come, baby. I'm crashing through walls. I'm your half-drunk Superman. But she conquered me with kryptonite. At least that's the version that she tells to Friends. But don't feel bad for me, for now the Wreckage is washed ashore. And underneath the tide, we're all laughing Forevermore, more. I won't sing of stories of love since I Donated my heart to science. Now I won't feel the sting of thorns in My pride since they raped me of my self-reliance. I won't sing of stories of love since I Donated my heart to science. Now I won't feel the sting of thorns in My pride since they raped me of my self-reliance. I won't sing of stories of love since I Donated my heart to science. Now I won't feel the sting of thorns in My pride since they raped me of my self-reliance.