Lyrics

Look who called

Tonight I’m going on Airplane Mode
I said I won’t be picking up my phone
It’s gonna go straight to voicemail
‘Cause my time is not for sale
And you can go to hell

And I’ll be flying so high without you

Thought you less than 3’d me
But your love was only 2D
Thought you really needed me
But you only wanted my booty

And now I got your cooties
Is this what I get for being fruity

Tonight I’m going on Airplane Mode
I said I won’t be picking up my phone
It’s gonna go straight to voicemail
‘Cause my time is not for sale
And you can go to hell

I’m going on Airplane Mode
I said I won’t be picking up my phone
It’s gonna go straight to voicemail
‘Cause my time is not for sale
And you can go to hell

And I’ll be flying so high without you

Not every notification carries the validation you seek
No number of little heart symbols can heal the pain that’s in your heart
But every time that little blue light blinks, I think maybe it’s you

So-and-so liked your message
But so-and-so’s not you, so I don’t care

Tonight I’m going on Airplane Mode
It’s gonna go straight to voicemail
‘Cause my time is not for sale
And you can go to hell

I’m going on Airplane Mode
I said I won’t be picking up my phone
It’s gonna go straight to voicemail
‘Cause my time is not for sale
And you can go to hell

And I’ll be flying so high without you

If it was a one night stand
Why’d you have to hold my hand
Pulled me in like quicksand
Guess I gotta use my wingspan, oh

Tonight I’m going on Airplane Mode
I said I won’t be picking up my phone
It’s gonna go straight to voicemail
Cause my time is not for sale
And you can go to hell

And I’ll be flying so high without you

I’ll be flying so high without you