How You Know He's Crazy

Look at him

He's got teddy bear eyes
He drives by ice cream shops
And pops his head in
Just to say hi

You wanna love a guy like that?

Can't you tell he's crazy?

He buys too much stuff
And stuffs his closet
With clothes he'll never fit into
And spend a mint too putting away jeans
For a rainy day when he's thinner

This is not the winner you're hoping for

Don't you know he's crazy?

His Mondays are colored
But his Tuesdays are black and white
And when he's right he stays up all night
Trying to fight the sinking feeling
That what he's thinking is actually true

And you want his arms wrapped around you
Before you fall asleep?

How can you even keep a straight face?

He's got a place on the edge
Near the back of the woods
And could he even move
If he wanted to?

What are you going to do with a guy like him?

Never been to a gym or a bookstore
More than anything else
He wants to shelf condiments
Alongside spices he picks
From the thick of his garden

He works with his hands
And he thinks with his dick
And he picks up girls
Too old for him

And you're not cold to his touch?

You just love him
Because he loves you
Too much

That's how you know he's crazy