I wasted my youth on equations
Get skilled in the art of persuasions
And chemical reactions…
Now I feel like a bug on a wiper blade
On a black limousine in a motorcade
Back and forth
------and slightly compressed
Honey I’m so definitely blessed
Cause you send me
Honey I need you
to defend me
Honey I need you
cause nothing can
mend me
I like it
youth is like energy for subjects
(x)knowledge -50 pnts
(x)love -30 pnts
(x)strength -20 pnts
NEXT!!! (that was kinda fun) hey +5 pnts for me 
What the hell kind of comment is that? Anyway, Marge, believe me, I sympathize. A bug on a wiper blade. All that.