Intro
Verse 1
Turn Them Around In My Mind Like I'm Reheating Leftovers In The Microwave
And I Look Forward To The Meal Just The Same
Looking At Slides Of Them In The Projector Or Under A Microscope
They Suffer All Sorts Of Things, How Will They Cope?
Pre-Chorus 1
Are They A Complex Maladjusted Hot Dad With Dead Eyes?
A Cog In A Great Universe That Lives Inside Your Mind?
They Play And They Work And Dwell
In My Last Brain Cell
Chorus
Myyyy, Oh Meeee, It's Myyy Oc
If You're Freeeee, I'll Let You See
Myyyy, Oh Meeee, It's Myyy Oc
Me, Oh My, That's My Special Guy
Interlude
Verse 2
Rotating Characters Passing The Day Away Sitting In Utter Bliss
The World Sucks But At Least These Two Can Kiss
Writing A Story That Only Gets Told In The Time Between Dusk And Dawn
I'm Making A Playlist Thinking About Their Songs
Pre-Chorus 2
Are They Some Kind Of Stand-In For My Hopes And Fears And Dreams?
Are They Media I Wanna See Reflected In My Screens?
They Play And They Work And Dwell
In My Last Brain Cell
Chorus
Myyyy, Oh Meeee, It's Myyy Oc
If You're Freeeee, I'll Let You See
Myyyy, Oh Meeee, It's Myyy Oc
Me, Oh My, That's My Special Guy
