JFK

Violet, called on the telephone
I don't wanna talk, I wanna be alone
In my room

Violet, on an airplane
Wrote a poem for somebody else
That's not me

I wish they cancelled your flight
So you could wake up alone tonight
And when they cancel your flight
On your walk and every attic light burns your eyes
Burns your eyes, burns your eyes
All the way from JFK to Rockaway

Violet, called on the telephone
I don't wanna talk, I wanna be alone



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Writer(s): Hunny
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