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Find the airport, 7 a.m. My heart pumping pure mini-bar Sit on the concrete by the carts And some girl throws a dime in my lap You won't be laughing when you hear how this one ends So I sleep through the entire flight Don't really wake up until the cab driver says 'Hey, where you going, I forget.' Think of the time I came to visit you here The year after Jeremy died And the elevator's fast and pops my ears out. They're all waiting patiently Touch my name tag and say 'Hello' I'm too tired to smile today Squeak the chair once, take a deep breath Straighten my tie and say, 'What's the damage.' And the pause feels like an extra year of high school The CEO takes me aside I'm down 12 points and they're selling. The graphs in the board room show by the time that the market opens in Tokyo, Letras de cancionesI'll be worthless So, what I'm trying to say, I mean what I'm asking is, I know we haven't talked in a while But could you come get me? From Letras Mania