Jet Plane

I'm running my mouth now You're running your hands My mind is a jet plane With no place to land Kiss him in the new house Throw up when he leaves Get high on the porch now I can't feel my teeth Haven't felt normal In a couple months Think i left my bra Inside of his truck Not sure what i meant When i broke us up Pouring over texts There's no service in this club (In this club) So i'll put on your sweater Go to sleep in your arms I hate that we're tethered You pulled us apart (apart) I run out of patience (patience) They call me a star (a star) No hands when i'm driving I miss my sweet heart Now i'm riding and i'm thinking of you (thinking of you) Now he's falling and i'm thinking of you (thinking of you) Now we're kissing and i'm picturing you (picturing you) We're kissing and i'm picturing you Haven't felt normal In a couple months Think i left my bra In the back of his truck (Back of his truck, back of his truck yeah) (I wanna fuck, I wanna fuck yeah) I'm not sure what i meant When i broke us up Pouring over texts There's no service in this club And so i'll See you sunday I'm rehearsing my lines After 7 years What'd you have in mind? Bought that place for us Climbed the roof and jumped High on angel dust Yeah, you call that trust? Well now i'm riding and i'm thinking of you (riding and thinking of you) Now he's falling and i'm thinking of you (falling and thinking of you) Now we're kissing and i'm picturing you (kissing and picturing you) We're kissing and i'm picturing you (kissing, picturing) Now i'm riding and i'm thinking of you Now he's falling and i'm thinking of you Now we're kissing and i'm picturing you We're kissing and i'm picturing you