Heavens To Betsy - Donating My Body To Science

I know how you look at the world I know how you look at the world Everything can be explained by forms and charts and numbers Everything I feel is explained It's a chemical formula I hold these secrets inside of me It's a chemical formula I hold these secrets inside of me If you dissect it, you can control it If you can name it then you can own it I don't wanna play Operation anymore I'm tired of ending up with my organs on your floor It's a chemical formula I hold these secrets inside of me It's a chemical formula I hold these secrets inside of me You want to diagram my heart Is it so that you will know how to take it apart? If you want to know what I feel You could never just ask me