The world is spinning

And honestly I don′t wanna stop it

The world is spinningAnd 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