Lyrics My OCD - Rhett and Link

My OCD

That picture frame
Those hoodie strings
They are driving me insane
Unequal pizza slices
Fonts of different sizes
It’s more than I can take
Missing parenthesis
Uneven Capris
Googling 'askew'
Bags open from the wrong end
Should be recognized as a sin
Along with an unsolved Rubik’s cube
I gotta make things right
Make it the way it’s supposed to be It’s my OCD
Toilet paper facing inwards
Un-synchronized synchronize swimmers
A closet that’s not organized
Pills removed out of sequence
Sideburns that are not even
That one rebel mini-blind
I gotta make things right
Make it the way it’s supposed to be It’s my OCD
I gotta make things right
Make it the way it’s supposed to be It’s my OCD, baby
I gotta make things right
Make it the way it’s supposed to be It’s my OCD