Pretty pens lined up in a row
Got my matching shoes laid out just for show
Like to wash the floors 'cos I'm clean like that
Keep the place organised and tidied up stat
Now hold up darlings let me pause you there
Sit down. Shut up. Let me grab you a chair
Clean freak, neurotic, hella tidy
Are not defining words of OCD
Now if you think you're gunna die when you don't touch that switch
One hundred times or five, it doesn't matter which
Compulsions take hold and panic sets in
And the fate of the world stems from within
Don't touch that, it'll ruin your life
Don't eat that, it'll ruin your life
Don't smell that, it'll ruin your life
Don't taste that
Don't touch that, it'll ruin your life
Don't eat that, it'll ruin your life
Don't smell that, it'll ruin your life
Don't taste that
People throw the term around
Like it's nothing at all
Yet a day when I don't think of my death
I simply can't recall
Some folk really grind my gears
The thing that f*cks with me
Is some believe it's trivial
But you're never just a little bit OCD
Don't touch that, it'll ruin your life
Don't eat that, it'll ruin your life
Don't smell that, it'll ruin your life
Don't taste that. It'll ruin your life
Don't touch that, it'll ruin your life
Don't eat that, it'll ruin your life
Don't smell that, it'll ruin your life
Don't taste that
Don't touch that, it'll ruin your life
Don't eat that, it'll ruin your life
Don't smell that, it'll ruin your life
Don't taste that, it'll ruin your life
Don't touch that, it'll ruin your life
Don't eat that, it'll ruin your life
Don't smell that, it'll ruin your life
Don't taste that
Don't touch that, it'll ruin your life
Don't eat that, it'll ruin your life
Don't smell that, it'll ruin your life
Don't taste that, it'll ruin your life
Don't touch that, it'll ruin your life
Don't eat that, it'll ruin your life
Don't smell that, it'll ruin your life
Don't taste that