My uncontrollable thoughts
Are so out of order
I'd give them to you
For less than a quarter
You can think about
All the things I do
Good thoughts in my mind
Are very, very few
Give me a big cage
And I'll lock them all away
Then I'll be free
As least for that day
I'd think about things
That are good and true
Instead of the things
That I usually do
If I were to write
The things in my mind
They'd be so ugly
That you'd go blind
I'll never let them
Take control of me
And maybe one day
I'll finally be free