I'm terrified of aliens and scientists who come by night   To find me, helpless, and cut me open   And sift through my insides to find a reason   Why humans tend to fall in love      I came along five years later, I should have known   And gone to find her way back in high school   Strategically timing my first impression   'Cause the last time I wasn't first enough      So I'll make a rocket that goes the speed of light   And drive in circles to travel back in time   And try harder      If beauty lies in the eye of her boyfriend   Then I'm the one watching, watching   As she cuts me open, removing my insides   To leave me useless when the scientists and aliens arrive      But in the end, she's happy with who she's with   And in the end, there were never any aliens   And I'm afraid it was me doing the cutting all along   And all along, I was planning my invention      To make a rocket