(I won't listenBecause I know everythingAll the time, absolutelyAnd you knew this when you fell in love with what was left of meSo let's give it another shot, young missyCome on)
I must think 
I'm someSort of 
RocketeerSaving you from
Your awkward years
Gaping holes look like diamond mines
Through the ethos of a young man's dying mind
Ooh, I don't know the way
Ooh, I'm just in the way
Parting your patterned shirt
Setting off the amber alert
And leap from your brow into
A heat-distorted me
Beaus and eros, beaus and eros
YeahCommit my body to the undergrowth
Cause life as 
I knew it has gone up in a puff of smoke
We embroidered clouds with pillow talk and thunderbolts
Broke child labor laws putting in work as young adults
Now you catch feelings, 
I catch planes
To avoid any meaningful exchange
My embrace is the icy grip of a mortician's
Speed dating with me, you scream out "Abort Mission"(x2) 
Ooh, I don't know the way
Ooh, I'm just in the way
Parting your patterned shirt
Setting off the amber alert
And leap from your brow into
A heat-distorted me
Ooh, I don't know the way
Ooh, I'm just in the way
Parting your patterned shirt
Setting off the amber alert