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 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`ve ever heard that made me Want to stay Is what`s playing through the in-flight radio And I 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 I`m here `til close, with fingers crossed Each night `cause your place isn`t far And hours pass, and hours pass, 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 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