Dear Mccracken

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I just stepped on a plane, my bags 
on the shelf
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I find my seat in the middle and 
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plan to keep to myself
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The pilot comes on, says "there's 
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been a delay"
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And I sigh, buckle up, and prepare 
for the wait

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There's a middle-aged woman on my 
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right by the window
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No ring on her finger maybe divorced
 or a widow?
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She's drafting an email and from 
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where I am seated
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I can side-eye that shit, so of 
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course I'm gon' read it

It said:
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Dear McCracken
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This is already great dude's got a 
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pen pal and a killer last name
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She opens with an inside joke and 
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she's hopin' to set a casual tone, 
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her words carefully chosen
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She was sure that her week spent in
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 Houston would drag
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But then a face from her past 
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quickly changed all of that
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The trip was for business, she's 
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used to the travel
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But this time she's not ready to 
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head back to Seattle

[Chorus]
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Dear McCracken, I'd rather be off
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 this plane
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I can't admit the half of it that I
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 want to say
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Do I pretend? Do I push you away?
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I'm jet laggin' McCracken and I'll 
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give you
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I'll give you your space

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I can tell by the abuse of the 
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backspace key
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There's a heart balanced on how her
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 words are perceived
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She's retyped that fourth paragraph 
four times
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Swinging the tone back forth until 
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she's so satisfied
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That he knows that even though 
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their paths have diverged
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There's an air of regret but not 
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enough to reverse

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And I am stunned, there I sit, 
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completely convinced
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That once you grow old you stop 
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dealin' with this
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The uncertain, the hurtin', the 
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feelin like dirt when things don't
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Work out by the fall of the curtain
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She hits send, powers off, and we're
 ready to go
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And I am sad for the passion that 
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McCracken, he might never know

[Chorus]
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Dear McCracken, I'd rather be off
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 this plane
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I can't admit the half of it that I
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 want to say
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Do I pretend? Do I push you away?
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I'm jet laggin' McCracken and I'll 
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give you

I'll give you your

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Dear McCracken, I'm keepin' this 
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on my chest
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I said a lot of things but none of 
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them what I meant
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Do I pretend? Do I try to forget?
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I'm jet laggin' McCracken and I 
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wish you
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I wish you the best

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And I thought, I thought by that age
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Our broken hearts had seen their 
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worst
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And I thought that kind of 
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heartache was meant for the young
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But we're never too old to hurt

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And I thought, I thought by that age
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Our broken hearts had seen their 
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worst
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And I thought that kind of 
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heartache was meant for the young
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But we're never too old to hurt

C      G    Am       F

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I just stepped off a plane, I've 
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got one regret
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I know I'll never get closure or 
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ever see how it ends
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No I won't know his answer, what 
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happens between them
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And why she kept her cards so close
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 even she couldn't see them
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What gave her such pause when she so
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 clearly wanted
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To tell you all the emotions she 
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tried so hard to bottle

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And I'll never know why she kept 
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the honest truth from you
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But oh Dear McCracken
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In the rough draft
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Oh in the rough draft
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In the rough draft she loved you