Misc Unsigned Bands - Bug hunter - dear mccracken

^EbI just stepped^Gm on a plane, my bags on the shelf I fi^Cmnd my seat ^Abin the middle and plan to keep to myself The ^Ebpilot comes ^Gmon, says "there's been a delay" And I ^Cmsigh, buckle ^Abup, and prepare for the wait

Ther^Ebe's a midd^Gmle-aged woman on my right by the window No ^Cmring on her fin^Abger maybe divorced or a widow? She's ^Ebdrafting ^Gman email and from where I am seated I can ^Cmside-eye^Ab that shit, so of course I'm gon' read it

^EbDear McCr^Gmacken… This^Cm is already^Ab great dude's got a pen pal and a killer last name She ^Ebopens with an ^Gminside joke and she's hopin' to ^Cmset a ca^Absual tone, her words carefully chosen Sh^Ebe was sure t^Gmhat her week spent in Houston would drag, but t^Cmhen a face fro^Abm her past quickly changed all of that The ^Ebtrip was fo^Gmr business, she's used to the travel, but^Cm this time she^Ab's not ready to head back to Seattle

^EbDear McCra^Bbcken, I'd rathe^Cmr be off this plane I can't ^Abadmit th^Ebe half of it that I want to say Do I pr^Bbetend? Do I push you away? I'^Cmm jet laggi^Abn' McCracken and I'll give you, I'll give you your space

I can ^Ebtell by the a^Gmbuse of the backspace key ther^Cme's a heart ^Abbalanced on how her words are perceived She's ^Ebretyped that ^Gmfourth paragraph four times Swingin^Cmg the tone back^Ab and forth until she's so satisfied Th^Ebat he knows t^Gmhat even though their paths have diverged There^Cm's an air o^Abf regret but not enough to reverse

And^Eb I am stunne^Gmd, there I sit, completely convinced That ^Cmonce you g^Abrow old you stop dealin' with this The unc^Ebertain, ^Gmthe hurtin', the feelin like dirt When ^Cmthings don't^Ab work out by the fall of the curtain She^Eb hits send, p^Gmowers off, and we're ready to go And^Cm I am sad for^Ab the passion that McCracken, he might never know

^EbDear McCra^Bbcken, I'd rathe^Cmr be off this plane I can't ^Abadmit the^Eb half of it that I want to say Do I pr^Bbetend? Do I push you away? I'^Cmm jet laggi^Abn' McCracken and I’ll give you, I'll give you your...

^EbDear McCra^Bbcken, I'm keepi^Cmn' this on my chest I said a ^Ablot of things b^Ebut none of them what I meant Do I pr^Bbetend? Do I try to forget? I'^Cmm jet la^Abggin' McCracken and I wish you, I wish you the best

^EbAnd I t^Bbhought, ^CmI thought by that age Our b^Abroken hearts had seen their worst ^EbAnd I tho^Bbught that^Cm kind of heartache was meant For th^Abe young but we're never too old to hurt

^EbAnd I t^Bbhought, ^CmI thought by that age Our b^Abroken hearts had seen their worst ^EbAnd I tho^Bbught that^Cm kind of heartache was meant For th^Abe young but we're never too old to hurt

^EbI just step^Gmped off a plane, I've got one regret I know^Cm I'll never ge^Abt closure or ever see how it ends No I ^Ebwon't know ^Gmhis answer, what happens between them And why she ^Cmkept her ca^Abrds so close even she couldn't see them What ^Ebgave her such^Gm pause? When she so clearly wanted To tel^Cml you all the e^Abmotions she tried so hard to bottle And I'll ^Ebnever know why she kept the ^G7honest truth from you But ^Cmoh Dear McCracken In the ^Bbrough draft Oh i^Abn the rough draft In the r^Ebough draft she loved you