[Verse 1] Gray day in the city Black coat Cold stare Flicker of a neon sign Buzzing "Adopt with care" Clipboards Nervous laughter Puppies barking down the hall He straightens up his cufflinks Like he's judging them all [Chorus] Blofeld at the shelter Looking for a throne-side king Tiny paws and quiet thunder Soft as a secret sting He walks past every kennel Like he's weighing fate and fact “Show me where you keep ” he whispers “the perfect white cat” [Verse 2] Tortoiseshell on a blanket Tabby tangling in a toy One-eyed bruiser in the corner Still purring like a boy Volunteer with tired kindness Says “We’ve only got a few more back” Leads him through a swinging doorway Down a silent track [Chorus] Blofeld at the shelter Looking for a throne-side king Tiny paws and quiet thunder Soft as a secret sting He walks past every kennel Like he's weighing fate and fact “Show me where you keep ” he whispers “the perfect white cat” [Bridge] In the last small room Under humming yellow light Little ghost in a wire cube Curled Too calm Too bright One blue eye lifts Like it’s reading his whole file He reaches in It doesn’t flinch Just blinks a judgmental smile (hah) [Chorus] Blofeld at the shelter Finds the one who stares right back Tiny paws and quiet thunder Heart wrapped in winter-black He signs his name with a flourish World may never quite come back As he carries out So gently His perfect white cat