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I've got my things
I'm good to go
You met me at the terminal
Just one more plane ride and it's done

We stood like statues at the gate
Vacation's come and gone too late
There's so much sun where I'm from
I had to give it away, had to give you away

And we spent four days on an island
At your family's old hotel
Sometimes perfection can be
It can be perfect hell, perfect

Hours pass and she still counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
For it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised

And don't fly fast, oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last? This plane is all I got
So keep it steady, now
'Cause every inch you see is bruised

I lace my Chucks, I walk the aisle
I take my pills, the babies cry
All I hear is what's playing through
The in-flight radio

Now, every word of every song
I ever heard that made me wanna stay
Is what's playing through the in-flight radio and I
And I am, finally waking up

Hours pass and she still counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
For it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised

Don't fly fast, oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last? This plane is all I got
So keep it steady, now
'Cause every inch you see is bruised

So read your books but stay out late
Some nights, some nights
And don't think that
You can't stop by the bar

You haven't shown your face
Here since the bad news
Well, I'm here till close, with fingers crossed
Each night 'cause your place isn't far

And hours pass
And hours pass, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, she still counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
For it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised

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