cry on airplanes

Heard you're still taking photos on thirty-five mil
Still wanna say "Fuck it" and move to Brasil
Do you?
Do you?
Heard you still wear my hoodie when you go to work
Still fall asleep in my John Mayor shirt
Do you?
Do you?

See, I don't know
'Cause I don't really think I miss you anymore
And I don't know
Because I'm pretty sure I closed that door

But I still cry on airplanes
From Amsterdam to LA
I miss getting a text saying
"Think of me in the sky, tell everyone I said hi
And show 'em what you're made of"
So when they play that shit movie you showed me once
I can't help it 'cause I know
That when I land and check my phone
You're still gone (You're still gone)

Heard you're still in your cute lil' romper at room place
Still always hungry and still always late
Are you?
Are you?
Heard you still hate the winter and still hate the rain
You're still bad with numbers and still bad with names
Are you?
Are you?

See, I don't know
'Cause I don't really think I miss you anymore
And I don't know
Because I'm pretty sure I closed that door

But I still cry on airplanes
From Amsterdam to LA
I miss getting a text saying
"Think of me in the sky, tell everyone I said hi
And show 'em what you're made of"
So when they play that shit movie you showed me once
I can't help it 'cause I know
That when I land and check my phone
You're still gone (You're still gone)

Heard you still like the best and the worst part of me
The start and the end, everything in between
Guess that it hurts just a little bit more than it seems

'Cause I still cry on airplanes
From Amsterdam to LA
I miss getting a text saying
"Think of me in the sky, tell everyone I said hi
And show 'em what you're made of"
So when they play that shit movie you showed me once
I can't help it 'cause I know
That when I land and check my phone
You're still gone (You're still gone)

You're still gone