Ceiling Fan

All alone in this house There's no one There's no one left around All alone through my blinds It's cold outside It's cold outside Sometimes I think that this place was just for me This place was just for me Sometimes I think that there's no one here for me There's no one here for me (Uhh) Ooooo Ooooooo Ooooo Ooooooo Yeah it's easier pretending There's nothing going on outside I feel so far away from everyone So I can't keep me inside Every night I come home to my little house The floor creaks and the windows shot Every night I look up to my ceiling fan The dust collects as it circles back Every night I come home to my little house The floor creaks and the windows shot Every night I look up to my ceiling fan Sometimes I think that this place was just for me This place was just for me Sometimes I think that this place was just for me This place was just for me, yeah Ooooo This place was just for me (Oooooo) This place was just for me