My cat looks at the window yeah he just sits and stares
Oh I can't help but notice he just sits on his chair
Sometimes I think about all his cute little hairs
But then I think about throwing him through the air

Am I crazy for that? Or am I thinking way too much?
Oh am I crazy for that, my intrusive thoughts in clutch?

I head has the gear almost all of the time
And if I pull my ear my thoughts are intertwined
So if you think about me when you're gazing at the stars
Just know that I'm contemplating crashing my car

Am I crazy for that? Or am I thinking way too much?
Oh am I crazy for that, my intrusive thoughts in clutch?