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