Security Check

Cried in the cab through security check
Put your toothpaste and my shoes in a separate box
Little do they know about the monkeys in my head
I cried at the gate, about to the crowd
Feeling your hands as they pat me down and
There is nothing safe, safe about me now
It’s too soon
It’s too soon
It’s too soon to cry
No one jumps with their hands behind their backs
It’s too soon
It’s too soon
It’s too soon to leave
I don’t want, I don’t want to be free
Cried in the plane, fastened to my seat
Falling as we rise 37, 000 feet
Said you wanted, I was lost in transition
There’s no emergency plan for this kind of crash
Just because I feel it doesn’t mean that it’s not there
It’s too soon
It’s too soon
It’s too soon to cry
No one jumps with their hands behind their backs
In a second from heaven to pills
Nothing, nothing, nothing sticks
Twenty first century sick
Am I rumoured
Hope you really rumoured
I can’t lie why
So don’t forget
No don’t forget
To leave your lights on