Ceiling Fan

She got no need

For a favorite color

Says that "it changes all the time"

So what's the point

In being certain

With the endless possibilities in our mind

You got me wasted up staring at my ceiling fan

Watching it go in circles wondering if this is how it ends

She said grow up

Boy fix your problems

You're acting like it's my responsibility to solve em

And you know better

Or at least I thought you did

Yeah I'm disappointed because you know what we could've been

Now you ask for help you Mr.Know it all

But you know better I can't let up not at all

You got me wasted up staring at my ceiling fan

Watching it go in circles wondering if this is how it ends

And then you cut me right out

And then you cut me right out