Airport Death

I sat in an airport thinking I’m gonna die
 I sat in an airport thinking I’m gonna die

Die, die

I saw him moving quickly, he caught my eye
 I put my head down and thought please not tonight

Tonight, tonight

Excuse me, I hope you don’t mind

But I can see what’s going on inside

I put my head down and I stared at my shoes
 I thought if I don’t have to breathe then I won’t move
 But I moved, I moved.

Fold up your table top, you’re showing off all that you’ve got
 My table top is staying put, I wear my face this way it’s all I’ve got

I sat in an airport thinking, I wonder why
 We put our heads down and avoid each others eyes.