Lyric 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