If I hang around for one more round
I'm gonna call her up
I should leave right now, head outta this town
But I don't trust my truck

'Cause there's a highway shoulder you can cry on
A two lane you can change your mind on
When a bottle and a Silverado ain't fast enough

That's why God made airplanes and runways
And half price ticket one-ways
If I can get high up off the ground
Ain't got the wheel, can't turn around
Show me a place without her in it

I'll be there in a New York minute
'Cause if I'm drivin' I might hit the brakes
That's why God made airplanes
That's why God made airplanes

No, I don't need a window seat, man, they're all the same
As long as where I'm goin' no one knows my name
I'm gettin' on a red eye non-stop
I'm gettin' gone, yeah

That's why God made airplanes and runways
And half price ticket one-ways
If I can get high up off the ground
Ain't got the wheel, can't turn around

Show me a place without her in it
I'll be there in a New York minute
'Cause if I'm drivin' I might hit the brakes
That's why God made airplanes

There ain't a highway shoulder you can cry on
A two lane you can change your mind on
Oh, no
That's why God made airplanes
Oh, yeah

Show me a place without her in it
I'll be there in a New York minute
'Cause if I'm drivin', I might hit the brakes
Yeah, when it's goodbye and you can't walk away
That's why God made airplanes
That's why God made airplanes