Is Your Bedroom Ceiling Bored? (with Cavetown)

I stay up late and I talk to the moon
And I can't stop telling him all about you
Wonder if you do the same thing I do
And these four white walls, they know more than my friends
They watch me type messages I'll never send
This is the place that I just can't pretend to be alright
Is your bedroom ceiling bored like mine,
Of you staring at it all the time?
'Cause it's seen so many nights where I cry and I yell at the sky
For not telling you how I feel
Is your bedroom ceiling bored like mine?
I get up early and talk to the sun
And ask her for guidance but she ain't got none
How am I supposed to know you're not the one?
Running back to the mirror 'cause I can't find an answer
Too busy falling apart and I wonder if
You're moving on, if you are, what's your secret?
'Cause I can't work out where to start
Is your bedroom ceiling bored like mine,
Of you staring at it all the time?
'Cause it's seen so many nights where I cry and I yell at the sky
For not telling you how I feel
Is your bedroom ceiling bored like mine?
I stay up late and I talk to the moon
And I can't stop telling him all about you
Wonder if you do the same thing I do
I get up early and talk to the sun
And ask her for guidance but she ain't got none
Wonder if you do the same thing I do, I hope you do
Is your bedroom ceiling bored like mine,
Of you staring at it all the time?
'Cause it's seen so many nights where I cry and I yell at the sky
For not telling you how I feel
Is your bedroom ceiling bored?
Is your bedroom ceiling bored like mine?