Lyrics of Montreal

of Montreal

Cato as a Pun

Cato, play with my head

I won't know the difference

If we're living in the novelist

Or statistician

Cato, mess with my concepts

My inner vision

Like a strobing light

Please confuse my every decision

I can't even pretend that you are my friend

What has happened to you and I?

And don't say that I have changed

'Cause man, of course I have

Are you far too depressed

Now even to answer the phone?

I guess you just want to

Shave your head, have a drink and be left alone

Is that too much to ask?