°Up in the air°

I've been up in the air
Out of my head
Stuck in a moment of emotion
I destroyed

Is this the end I feel?
Up in the air
Fucked up on life
All of the laws I've broken
Loves that I've sacrificed
Is this the end?
End?
End?
End?

I'll wrap my hands around your neck
So tight with love, love

A thousand times I tempted fate
A thousand times I played this game
A thousand times that I have said
Today, today, today

I've been up in the air
Lost in the night
I wouldn't trade an eye for your lies
Your lust for my life
Is this the end?

You were the love of my life
Darkness the light
This is a portrait of a tortured you and I
Is this the
Is this the
Is this the end?

I'll wrap my hands around your neck
So tight with love, love, love

A thousand times I tempted fate
A thousand times I played this game
A thousand times that I have said
Today, today, today

A thousand times I tempted fate
A thousand times I played this game
A thousand times that I have said
Today, today, today

I've been up in the air
Is this the end I feel?
Up in the air
Chasing a dream so real

I've been up in the air
(I'll wrap my hands around your neck, neck)
Is this the end I feel?
Up in the air
Chasing a dream
Chasing a dream

Take no more
Take no more
Take no more
I'll take no more

A thousand times I tempted fate
(I'll take no more)
A thousand times I played this game
(I'll take no more)
A thousand times that I have said
(I'll take no more)
Today, today, today

Today, today, today, today
(I'll wrap my hands around your neck, neck with love, love)
Today, today, today, today
(I'll wrap my hands around your neck, neck with love, love)

I'll wrap my hands around your neck
Neck, neck, neck, neck, neck, neck, neck

I'll wrap my hands around your neck
So tight with love, love

(Acoustic):

I've been up in the air
Out of my head
Stuck in a moment of emotion
I destroyed

Is this the end I feel?
Up in the air
Fucked up on life

I can remember your surrender
cut like a knife.
Is this the end?

I'll wrap my hands around your neck so tight with love, love.

A thousand times that I've been wrong.
A thousand times I've sung this song.
A thousand times that I have said today, today, today.

P.S. All the rest I will keep to myself. For now. Maybe pack in that box under my bed. Since, by the look of it, I may never need it for what was planned. Up in the air.