Driving Me Insane, and Keeping Me Awake

There's a red dot on my ceiling that's driving me insane, and keeping me awake. My ears are still ringing from the loud music, my legs still ache from dancing, and my heart still hurts from watching you walk away. And there's a stupid red dot on my ceiling which isn't helping because it's driving me insane, and keeping me awake. It must be a reflection on my light fixture of my alarm clock, because that is the only red thing in my room. And I will lie to you and say there is a red dot on my ceiling that is driving me insane, and keeping me awake, and I will tell myself the red dot is keeping me awake. But the truth is that every time I close my eyes, I see your face. Which drives me insane, and is keeping me awake. So I keep my eyes open and stare at the red dot on my ceiling which isn't helping because in the red I see your shoes, and your chipped nail polish, and your red lips. And the memories of you are driving me insane, and keeping me awake.