Simple

They all say Ceebo Let Go!

It's in the simple little things you do (Simple Things)

It's in the nanananana do

Badadadada, badadadada

Hey, I think I'm onto somethin'!

Yeah, I feel it

1, 2

It's simple!

If I can watch paint dry with you, and have some fun

And projected a pretty picture of mom on, you're the one

It's in the way we lock arms

It's in that stray piece of yarn

On that cable-knit sweater you're wearin' under my awning, yawning

And wastin' the day away in the park

Using cardboard as a sled and duckin' branches in the dark

And how you made fun of me for trippin' fire alarms

Or when we go to Chinatown, get into bars that don't card

Jazz in the Blue Note, you didn't understand, but knew I dug

Found out museums I didn't understand but you would tug me to

I loved the minimalism

Warm tones, all the Monet and pastel, pre-schism

I didn't overthink my lyrics when adulthood was new

I overdrank a little bit, and you were love drunk too

My heart was honest, it would bend backward for you, contortionist

To make you smile

I knew those lips so well in such a short while

Lemme see them dimples

I was afraid to crash into something, two fast cymbals (Ba-dum, tss!)

But I pricked my thumb on the thorn of love before I wore a thimble

Knowing how to drop off the pain helped my knees buckling, crippled

I thought I'd ruin It

I wasn't worth you

"It was all on me" was literal, man you know it's true

Despite my big ol' brain, and the passion you said I'd kindle

My dumbass let you go, And now you're gone

Plain and simple

Damn