I don't know if I can live a life
going back and forth on a million flights
all alone, with my brain and my heart in a constant fight
Stuck in a war that no one wins
a stalemate for the ages, body filled with needles and pins
Thought I quite enjoy the airport bars
all I know is that I hate the part
when you're far
away

It kind of makes me sick
thinking of my bed so empty
Ten months down the road, you're not the same
You've grown for the better, changed like the weather
No amount of hand-written letters
could make you
stay

So if the hands of fate were to rip us apart
I'd run away and make a brand new start
Buy a Cadillac and grow a shitty beard
work with my hands and drink too much beer
I'd take home girls who look like you
generic versions that just won't do
send them away at the sight of sunrise
trading them away for another hard vice
Then I'll spend my days mourning and daydreaming
smoking cigarettes until my throat is numb and bleeding
But I can always brag that I once had you
with all of your wit and charm
and if you ever came back, I'd sound the alarms
because I know that I was never a better me than when I had you in my arms