Airplane Mode

You can put me on airplane mode, you're still gonna think about me

When you want someone to hold, you're still gonna think about me

It could take you all night or the rest of your life

But until you change your mind

You can put me on airplane mode, you're still gonna think about me

Ya, he don't wanna text

Know you got way more to you, all the words can't express

Life's a test, and you're up next,

But it's not about to work if you just guess

Let's start mending the wounds, attending the tombs,

Of thoughts that have died, which by whom we we're used