"Achy Breaky Bond"

You can tell that atom you never had my attraction,
You can take my empty pi orbital when I am gone
You can tell your friends, just what a fool I've been,
To laugh and joke about me thru new bonds.

You can tell my sp^3 go back to sp^2,
You can tell my tetrahedral to go back to trigonal planar,
Or you can tell my valence electrons to tell my core electrons,
I won't be hybridizing with you no more.

But don't tell my bond,
My achy breaky bond,
I just don't think it understand.
And if you tell my bond,
My achy breaky bond,
It might depolarize and snap like a rubberband.

You can tell your electrons I moved to a more stable formation,
You can tell your electrophile to break my valence shell,
Or tell your isotope 32 whose high electronegativity can steal my electrons,
It never really liked me anyway.

Or tell your Noble Gas, tell anything you please,
Myself already knows I'm not stable
Or you can tell my sigma bonds to watch out for my pi bonds,
They might be "hinging" out on me today.

But don't tell my bond,
My achy breaky bond,
I just don't think it understand.
And if you tell my bond,
My achy breaky bond,
It might depolarize and snap like a rubberband.

But don't tell my bond,
My achy breaky bond,
I just don't think it understand.
And if you tell my bond,
My achy breaky bond,
It might depolarize and snap like a rubberband.