You're too kind
You send invites
And I'll swing downtown, yeah I won't fight

So kind
Yeah you're too sweet for my liking
Should I
Just make you happy?

I should fight
And satisfy
Let things slide down
One last time

Hold tight
We got five people pleasers in the backseat
Looks like
I can't be happy

On my flight
Away, away
You give too much to take away from
If you can't love me
I feel featherweight, ah
So go
Ooh, ooh

My eyeballs burn
I vomit words
And I'll play small-talk
Till my body hurts

Hold tight
We got five people pleasers in the backseat
Looks like

On my flight
Away, away
You give too much to take away from
If you can't love me
I feel featherweight
So go
Ooh, ooh
On my flight
Away, away
You give too much to take away from
If you can't love me
I feel featherweight
So go
Ooh, ooh