Texty: Flight 409. Broken Glass And Heart Attacks.

As the window broke out
my heart felt colder
as your head hit the dash
everything went black and red.

Pass that bottle back again
this fashion of your heart in your hand
your makeup worn against the glass.

Hey you superman, you couldn't survive this.

From the driver's seat straight to the last scene
this movie of a dream come true.
Let's put this set aside
this change is just for tonight.
this could be the last time you'll ever say goodbye.

Intoxicate your lungs with
this drug to drag along this
montage of scenes from tonight.
This style played out for so long
wonder why its taken this long
this machine is still tied around you life.

And I apologize for everything that I've said tonight