Local Limits

Don't ask me how I'm doing I couldn't tell you if I tried Your fan sways in the doorway It's always blowing me out of time Don't lock your local limits To a telephone pole Cause you'll expect them to be there When they're not You'll lose control Don't ask me how it's going It shifts from cruel to kind so fast My troubles swell so deep as I Peek through the vines at the grass Don't lock your local limits To a telephone pole Cause you'll expect them to be there When they're not You'll lose So don't preach about my problems Like you've saved me before It's just that life's got lots of problems Never less, never more And don't lock your local limit To a telephone pole Cause you'll expect them to be there When they're not When you're not You'll lose control