Im not insane (but maybe you are)
They call me insane, from inside their car.
With their windows up (they call from afar)
Im not mad (but maybe you are)
Pavlovs dog, what a hog
Sold his soul for a brainless doll
Sucked off his boss, what a toss
Youre a slag and a dag and it makes you feel glad
They call us names
Were used to their games,
We dont blame them for the way their insecurity was trained
At the sheep factory avenue, it used to be cool
But dont forget that weve left high school
Im not insane (but maybe you are)
They call me insane, from inside their car.
With their windows up (they call from afar)
Im not mad (but maybe you are)
Im not mad (but maybe you are)
Im not mad (but maybe you are)
Im not mad (but maybe you are)
Im not mad (but maybe you are)