I was caught breathing in the terminal by an airport man
I was caught caring about you
I bought my ticket with high hopes
I bought it thinking about you
And am I leaving 'cause I love you?
Or 'cause I never want to see your face again?
I was caught breathing in the terminal by an airport man
Oh god I was caught caring about you
Labeled suspect 'cause of the lotion on my hands
Lotion on my hands lotion on my hands
Ladies and gentlemen, we have now reached our cruising altitude
If you look out your passenger side window, you'll die!
I was caught leaving the terminal by a bus boy
He didn't have much to say
And am I leaving 'cause I hate you?
Or 'cause I know I'll only fall in love again?
Bought my ticket with high hopes
Bought it thinking about us
But you can hold your hopes as high as you want
They still fall down