Act v

I remember riding in that old car
You pointed out a big red button on the dash
Told me not to press 'til it's time
But time came way too fast

Take off from the airport
And land in Georgia, northern Mexico, and Stockholm, Sweden
I hope you made it home alright
I hope you're better than fine
I hope it felt something like-

[Instrumental bridge]

[?]

She knows where the stop's at
Asking where the drop's off [?]
We made a mistake and ended up [?]
[?] lift and havе somebody pick you up
[?]

[?]

[Instrumental bridge]

You never fucking lovеd her after it all
I mean you in the white coat
Look at me when I'm talking to you
You too in those nice clothes
I hope I do hold it in
[?] by the store
When I feel different, I want to just-

[Instrumental bridge]

And I'll make the chauffeur stand there for hours
Holding up the wrong name
And I'll make you [?] arrival
Until I know where to put my flowers