It's four in the morning
And you care for not to wake your family up
Sounds like the driver is early
And you try and pay attention when he talks
That's his daughter on the dash board
And you hope he's this proud of her
If she ends up just like him
Because he seems like a better fellow than
He thinks he is
It was crazy at the airport
And you'd rather read the news than try to talk
To the woman on your right who
Says you don't believe that do you
You ask why and bite your tongue
And pay attention until she's done
Telling you how the saint the travesty they say you live
Even if you don't believe that what she's telling you is true
Your still listening to her and him an me
Even now from the meria
Where you plugging in you laptop
And untangling your earbuds
Let us know when you can hear us
Cause my friendship kind of is
Make me feel like we're less divided than I feel we are
Even if you don't believe the hearts we're working with are true
Your still listening to her and him and me
When its yours you should be listening to you
And its me I should be listening to you
And if we travel together the only ever doubt
This one wasting
Thanks for listening
Thanks for listening
Thanks for listening
Thanks for listening