On the plane to Amsterdam
I left the carnage on the ground
In your seat was emptiness
So heavy we could barely ride it down
And every color since I walked away
Looks to me like every shade of wrong
But now I'm on the way back
And it's turning me around
If there's still a burning ember
I'm ready to surrender now
Made you revolve around my world
But I cast myself as the brightest star
Falling further from the girl
All the things I thought were made of gold
Turned out to be every shade of wrong
I left the promise bleeding
Cold and barely breathing