Testo Leaving San Francisco

I'm flying on a plane
I saw the girl I came to see
But now I'm leaving San Francisco
A deep sea dive with a rock tied to my feet
Never sounded fun to me
But now I'm leaving San Francisco

The plane won't wait so I just packed my bags Six months down the drain the pain is such a drag
I try and drown out the pounding in my chest
With my headphones
As I'm leaving San Francisco

The movie tonight on this flight
Is your typical fight and break up then make up
Love story
As I'm leaving San Francisco
We thought that we might hear each other better
If we just yelled louder
But it feels like every word we said was filled with gun powder
As I'm leaving San Francisco

I've got a headache like a razor blade is lodged inside my brain And I've just begun contemplating going insane
There's nothing like being thirty thousand feet up in the air all alone
Leaving San Francisco

Touchdown, walking out to the taxicabs
Man I didn't have it so bad)
The changes I wouldn't make
And the ways I wouldn't accommodate you wasn't worth half the love I had
Call you up and apologize, you cry
I'll give a little more on my side say give a little more on my side
I like the way you feel in my arms too much
To be a fool and give you up
I already miss the sparkle in your eyes

Hanging up the phone
Book the first ticket home
Three hours spent without you showed me how it feels on my own
You're where I belong
Back in San Francisco