Just when I got used to you Being around to talk about nothin You're packing up like you always do Once again your going and I'm coming unglued I know you don't wanna go But you got to
You're the reason that I hate airplanes Jet fuel and silver wings Gasaline, or anything with wheels I hate seeing that beat up truck it Always drives away too soon
Just when I got used to you
The space between is killing me We're walking on a telephone wire It's bittersweet, I'm losing sleep And honestly baby I'm getting tired Cause everytime I let you go I don't want to
You're the reason that I hate airplanes Jet fuel and silver wings Gasaline, or anything with wheels I hate seeing that beat up truck it Always drives away too soon
Just when I got used to you
Next to me, holding my hand Reading my mind like only you can Lying there sleeping I'm watching you breathing
You're the reason that I hate airplanes Jet fuel and silver wings Gasaline, or anything with wheels I hate seeing that beat up truck that Always drives away too soon
Just when I got used to,
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