Jefferson Aeroplane (demo) Lyrics - Relient K

If it hurts, 

Kiss it better 

You wear skirts, 

I write nice letters 

Never said nothing with flowers 

Though we always talked for hours 

And it seems to get much colder 

When you cry on your own shoulder 

And we know the show 

Must go on 

Guess I know 

I guess I'll throw on 

Some Jefferson Airplane 

I'm trapped and I am enclosed 

But I won't complain 

I'll open all the windows 

Jefferson airplane 

I'm trapped and I am enclosed 

But I won't complain 

I'll open all the windows 

'Cause when it's colder 

I feel much better 

When I cry on my own shoulder 

I'll just throw on a sweater and go 

And I'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes 

And when I'm home, I think I'll go eat cereal and stare out the window 

I'll make the calls 

You cover your ears 

Niagra falls 

Still flows on new year's 

I will save 

Your plunging neck-line 

Kiss your face 

You try to deck mine 

If I behave it's going to cost him 

Stop the rave in downtown boston 

And we know the show 

Must go on 

Guess I know 

I guess I'll throw on 

Some Jefferson Airplane 

I'm trapped and I am enclosed 

But I won't complain 

I'll open all the windows 

Jefferson airplane 

I'm trapped and I am enclosed 

But I won't complain 

I'll open all the windows 

'Cause when it's colder 

I feel much better 

When I cry on my own shoulder 

I'll just throw on a sweater and go 

And I'll go to undergo a surgery to purge me of this lonely mood 

And my ego, the status quo, provides me with a decent attitude 

And I'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes 

And when I'm home, I'll think I'll go eat cereal and stare out the window 

'Cause you confused me more than anyone 

An adjustment has begun 

To let me feel the desperate need to leave what we undid undone 

And maybe you could sympathize 

With the bags under my eyes 

And we'll see the signs are saying that we have used up all our (tries) 

Try to be a better person 

To be a better friend 

To be a better son 

He tries to be a better someone 

That understands the difference 

And that he can't show all the people all the things that really mean as much as he could (feel) 

Feels like I don't remember 

Ever being this tired (before) 

Before now my eyes were closed to all of the beauty in this world 

Jefferson Airplane 

I'm trapped and I am enclosed 

But I won't complain 

I'll open all the windows 

Jefferson airplane 

I'm trapped and I am enclosed 

But I won't complain 

I'll open all the windows 

'Cause when it's colder 

I feel much better 

When I cry on my own shoulder 

I'll just throw on a sweater and go 

And I'll go to undergo a surgery to purge me of this lonely mood 

And my ego, the status quo, provides me with a decent attitude 

And I'll go to undergo a change of heart, a change of clothes 

And I'll go, oh yes, I'll go and hope the new me shows so everybody knows 

That I've found myself able to fly away without magic feathers or Jefferson aeroplanes 

I've got with me all that I need