Stories Don't End

I'm buckle in my seat belt, plug my headset in a chair And to the music, I watch flight attendants move They are pointing out the exits, but it looks more like a prayer Or an ancient dance their bloodline reaches through These planes are built for si

Just my luck you'd walk into this party Just my luck you'd show up with my friends It's not the words that they reduce me to Or where your life is leading you It's the same reason that it always has been Just my luck Just my luck I never said I loved

From the paper umbrellas in both of our drinks To the shadows that walk without us My account of the details is as clear as you'd think Kept up by friends that still ask about us If our lives were a movie, if our lives were a book 'Cause if you're te

If there was no word for love now We'd see how strong it really is We could find out what it looks like Or if it ever did exist 'Cause every time you said you loved me Seems like the point escaped us both And the current interrupted The moment that y