Baggage Claim
My straight face starts to slip
As my tears are mixing with the rain
And you're caught in traffic on your way to
Pick me up from the baggage claim
Take all my troubles
Stuff them in this duffel
Put it on my back
And pray it won't break
(Hurry)
I'm getting anxious
Been talking with my conscience
And her voice is kinda
Making me crazy
And where have you been
Why is it that whenever I need you
Something gets in your way
You're too late (you're too late)
You're too late (you're too late)
My straight face starts to slip
As my tears are mixing with the rain
And you're caught in traffic on your way to
Pick me up from the baggage claim
Take all my troubles
Stuff them in this duffel
Put it on my back
And pray it won't break
(Hurry)
I'm getting anxious
Been talking with my conscience
And her voice is kinda
Making me crazy
And where have you been
Why is it that whenever I need you
Something gets in your way
You're too late
And where have you been
Why is it that whenever I need you
Something gets in your way, no no
You're too late
My straight face starts to slip
And you could see it from a mile away
And you're caught in traffic on your way to
Pick me up from the baggage claim
As my tears are mixing with the rain
And you're caught in traffic on your way to
Pick me up from the baggage claim
Take all my troubles
Stuff them in this duffel
Put it on my back
And pray it won't break
(Hurry)
I'm getting anxious
Been talking with my conscience
And her voice is kinda
Making me crazy
And where have you been
Why is it that whenever I need you
Something gets in your way
You're too late (you're too late)
You're too late (you're too late)
My straight face starts to slip
As my tears are mixing with the rain
And you're caught in traffic on your way to
Pick me up from the baggage claim
Take all my troubles
Stuff them in this duffel
Put it on my back
And pray it won't break
(Hurry)
I'm getting anxious
Been talking with my conscience
And her voice is kinda
Making me crazy
And where have you been
Why is it that whenever I need you
Something gets in your way
You're too late
And where have you been
Why is it that whenever I need you
Something gets in your way, no no
You're too late
My straight face starts to slip
And you could see it from a mile away
And you're caught in traffic on your way to
Pick me up from the baggage claim
Credits
Writer(s): Elena Flauto
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