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
