Blue October - The Flight Lyrics
No joke took a breath and then awokeI was standing in an airport looking like a jokeSaying "Sir, can you help me?Ma'am could you please?"So they led me to the pay phoneFlaggin' down the police"Mr. Officer I know who I am. But the rest of me,My memory, I just don't understandI do know that I'm unsafe, man with a plan,Of gettin' on a planeFly away to kill a man"Like a freight train threat to myselfI gotta history of blackouts, bad mental health so…Both cops each arm alarmNo harm disarm pat down do the body checkNext thing I was walking on the airfieldBack seat I was headed to the hospitalI’m sorry for the drama that I bringThrough the screen he said"Son you did the right thing"[Chorus]Please help me understandWhy you can't talk man to manBut you can stand with your dick in your handWhy you acting like a *****, man?Please help me understandWhy you can't talk man to manBut you can stand with your dick in your handYou acting like a *****, manI was faithful to the wifey now we separatedUsed to try to win her back I underestimatedLike a stone sinks down into the complicated factThat you gave that ass up and never *****ing datedSee you're better than thatYou're a diamond he's a rough real tough, manCall a brother backJust a ***** with a dickStand up and be a *****ing manHiding from the husbandScared to make a peep andLivin' up in LincolnNow I'm in the deep endThink I'm gonna break in smash your *****ing face inCut you up with lemon juiceAnd watch you try to ***** thenPlease help me understandWhy you can't talk man to manBut you stand with your dick in your handWhy you acting like a *****, man?Please help me understandWhy you can't talk man to manBut you stand with your dick in your handActing like a *****, manIs that beat up...is that beat up yet?(please help me understand)(why can't talk man to man)Is that beat up...is that beat up yet?I wish that I were man enoughTo turn my back and leaveTo forget all the tricks you pull,And hide them in my sleeveI know what's best for table play,I know what's best for meI know this life is way too short, to let you kill a dream.I know you're capable to only love me when I’m thereI know it's hell to keep the peaceInside your heart and headBut I'm always gone and what you're left with is my songYou're sick of listening to anything turn me off instead.You used to call me cool, believed in what I'd sayNever seen me as a failure or a mother *****ing fakeBut over time we changed into this little ball of hateWe shared a bedroom,But the bedroom had a bed we never made soI'm done with holding this inI'm done with being a friendI'd like it all to just end like brand new ink on a penNo one can stop me….try to stop me...Just try to stop me...[Chorus]Please help me understandWhy you can't talk man to manBut you stand with your dick in your handYou're acting like a *****, manPlease help me understandWhy you can't talk man to manBut you can stand limp dick in your handYou're acting like a *****, man 
