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...