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 hell 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 And 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, every song I ever heard made me want to stay It's what's playing through the in-flight radio And I, and 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 And 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, yeah 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, my fingers crossed Each night, 'cause your place isn't far And hours pass and hours pass, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah She still counts the minutes that I am not there I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this Every inch of me is bruised, bruised And 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