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?