got my things I'm to go You met me at the Just one more ride and it's done
We stood like at the gate come and gone too late There's so sun where I'm from I had to give it away, had to you away
And we four days on an island At your old hotel perfection can be It can be hell, perfect
pass and she still counts the minutes That I am not there, I I didn't mean For it to like this Like inch of me is bruised, bruised
And fly fast, oh, pilot can you help me? Can you make this This plane is all I got So it steady, now 'Cause inch you see is bruised
I lace my Chucks, I the aisle I take my pills, the cry All I hear is what's through The in-flight
Now, every of every song I ever heard that made me wanna Is what's playing through the radio and I And I am, finally up
Hours pass and she still the minutes That I am not there, I swear I didn't For it to like this Like every inch of me is bruised,
Don't fly fast, oh, pilot can you me? Can you make this This plane is all I got So it steady, now 'Cause inch you see is bruised
So read your books but out late Some nights, some And don't think You can't by the bar
You haven't your face Here since the bad Well, I'm here till close, fingers crossed Each 'cause your place isn't far
And pass And hours pass, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, she still counts the That I am not there, I swear I mean For it to feel like every inch of me is bruised, bruised
And fly fast, oh, pilot can you help me? Can you make this last? plane is all I got So it steady, now 'Cause inch you see is bruised, bruised, bruised