(Good evening passengers, it is my pleasure to welcome you aboard)

I’m tired of getting asked

What I miss about home

Reminds me of the fact

That I’m here all alone

The weather doesn’t help

‘Cause I’m chilled to the bone

Me, myself, and I are not in the zone

There’s something ‘bout these people

That I just do not fuck with

I guess making friends

Is something I’m out of luck with

On Friday nights

I don’t dance, I just stay tucked in

I’m just stuck in autopilot mode

(Federal regulations require that all feelings are stowed prior to closing the aircraft door. Use caution when placing your feelings or removing them from the overhead compartment or the seat in front of you.)

Know that I regret

I left them hanging on the phone

I keep looking ahead

But I don’t see the way I grow

I’m flying by myself now

They don’t need to worry no more

I’m taking off to destinations unknown

I balance all these stressors

I don’t know if it’s worth it

Resisting all this pressure

The conditions are perfect

But something else

In the air just keeps on lurking

I’m just stuck in autopilot mode

Please ignore

All this turbulence on board

Miss the ground below

Stop the plane, just let me go

Here’s to more

Lonely days until I learn how to cope

On my own

(Attention passengers, we are currently experiencing some turbulence. Please return back to your happy states, and remain seated)

(Please turn off all emotional devices. Feeling is strictly prohibited for the duration of the flight. Thank you for choosing autopilot airlines)

I’m tired of getting asked

Is it different from home?

I mean there is the fact

That I’m sitting here alone

I won’t take it back

So I'll just take it slow

But something’s always out of my control

Even when it rains

It won’t ever stop the plane

Even when it pains

I still gotta stay in lane

In case it all crashes

Still prepare for the shame

I’m just stuck in autopilot mode

(Attention passengers, we have now arrived

Thank you for flying with Autopilot Airlines)