"OCD" lyrics

Better wash these dishes
Better straighten up those shoes
Why don't I wipe the goddamn windows
Fifty times this afternoon?
Now I'll hoover hoover hoover
'Til my eyes reflect the moon
Disinfect all surfaces
'Til germs become immune

Compulsion drives my happiness
And happiness is what drives the mess
The mess is what I always see
My system overload, my OCD

Take this stupid head off and re-adjust my hair
Take it off and put it back on
Take it off and put it back right there
I'd like to spoon my brain into the bin if that's okay
But the bin looks like it's dirty
Where's my cloth? Where's my spray?

If I didn't laugh, I'd cry
Bring my toaster in the bath, it's time to fry
You never know what's coming next
Control alt delete, it's time to eject

Eject
Eject
Eject
Eject

Lock the door, check the door
Get in the car, get out the car
Check the door, just one more time
Back in the car, did you lock the door?
I don't know what's wrong with me
My brain owes me an apology
My nervous system's shot to hell
Is this normal? I can't tell

Compulsion drives my happiness
And happiness is what drives the mess
The mess is what I always see
My system overload, my OCD

Even when it starts to rain
The process runs over again
Me and my brain are okay
But the survey says: "not today"

Eject, pull the cord
Eject, sayonara, fuckers
Eject, time to get off
Eject