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, yeah 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