The world is spinning
And honestly I don’t wanna stop it
The world is spinning
And it’s spinning around you
You should know
I can be tough when I wanna be
You fall apart right in front of me
Who am I kidding
I need a second opinion
A yellow van
A blank screen
A blue sky
I write lists
Your left hand
Don’t know why
The details
I see them
I might cry
Cause when a thing feels right
Yeah when a thing feels so right
I hit the road
Then hit a right
I spend the night
In my yellow van
I might crash
I'll be alright
I know you’re on the flight above my
Yellow van
54; no
50 more; no
Take my keys away from me
I'll drive right back to you
Despite all the shit you put me through
It’s funny and it’s stupid
And I wish I had a plan
But I swear to god that I will always
Be your biggest fan
And it’s bad you took up smoking
And I know the closet stinks
And you think the broken mirrors
Say what everybody thinks
But they’re wrong
Listen close
You are stronger than most
And if I only have this van
Then I will follow you close
Rain storm or shine
No matter your mind
I’m awful at commitment
But I’ll cross a line
And I broke my own heart
In every little moment
Dreaming of sunflowers
No Post Malone, kid
I guess this is adulthood
Depression is the norm
Tryna write poetry
Worried bout form
And it’s cold outside
So cold outside
But I’ve gotta place we can hide
Even though I can’t drive