Jumbo jet

Jump in my jumbo jet.
Night is still young and wet
              After storming and pouring
                till the very next morning.
You did get
Bored every time we met
And we used to a lot
                but now ignoring
every fucking body is my new damn plot.
We were boring
                without even knowing that.
Thence to nothing hope you'll find your heart.
Who knows what is right
When the night wraps herself tight
                around your neck
Or when you're running out of time
With some sort of following evil behind your back.
And I wanna give back
Every stupid moment of false expectations in my life.
Or if it's impossible, just cut it out with the knife.
Toast to wishing y'all well
Doesn't mean a thing if I forgive what you did tell
Or do, none of us knows how to undo
All these shameful things we're afraid to spell.
I used to yell
To get what I want a time or two
But since there's no fucking body to ring my bell
I'm not after anybody too.

Sometimes wish is not enough
Im asking the time to lift me up high above
I'm masking my face with hundred types of none-me's
My obsession of true love
Drove me far, but I can't miss
This chance. I swore I'll fit it like a glove.
And yes, now I'm begging please
Admitting the point it might break will be rough.