I met you in in high school You told me college we'd be wed You were my favorite lab Till you ran off with that brilliant pre-med My pain show up on a cat-scan My optic nerves are only blue My blood to flow it has to go Through the heart that cries for you I'm in the lonely lab of broken I the way you say goodbye until it falls apart I'm in the lonely lab of blue And my pheremones can find no of you You as sweet as crystalline carbohydrates The and cones in my optical receptors are filled with tears I to elope So we could some isotopes With a half-life of a million thousand If I suspended my trachial dilations you returned here My muscles need atipianarobic respiration Adenine, cidozine, guanine, and make up my DNA But my love gene must be from its station I'm in the lab of broken hearts I dissect the way you say goodbye until it apart I'm in the lonely lab of blue And my pheremones can find no of you The is the musicians best friend. This statement has been echoed the ages, for without the metallurgist, we could not have such musical as triangles, cymbals, margerine tubs, or guitar strings. Guitar strings are by the wire-drawing process, where metal is pulled through dies with progressively smaller diameters, the desired diameter, or guage, is reached. The ability to be drawn into is called ductility, and metals from other materials, such as wood, ceramics, or milk jugs, which are made by the blow-molding process. You put the in later. I'm in the lab of broken hearts I dissect the way you say goodbye until it falls I'm in the lonely lab of blue And my pheremones can no trace of you I'm in the lonely lab of broken I dissect the way you say goodbye until it apart I'm in the lonely lab of blue And my pheremones can find no of you And my can find no trace of you U stands for uranium. There are isotopes of uranium, three of are radioactive.