D-A-Em-G repeatedly throughout
i ran through the terminal
bought a can of cream soda
i walked down the jet bridge
on to the plane to minnesota
when we landed
we touched down hard and fast
i felt empty inside
i honestly wish we'd crashed
i could see you through
those thick glass panes
barely standing with all your
somatic pains
well i don't care
i don't feel bad
not one single bit
no, i'm not sad
and when this is over
i'll get back on the plane
i'll drive home in my car
and i'll never speak your name
yeah i hope
that no one ever
speaks it
again.