God I don't want this plane to land
No one's waiting on the other end
Just an empty car and a long long drive
Crawlin up the 405
And I don't want my mom to know
That I fall apart when I'm alone
So I tell her I'm doing fine
Flying out is a waste of time
Hail Mary, I don't have much left in me
I don't want my friends to know
Cuz I'm too proud to let it show
So I'm talking to the mirror
Asking why I'm even here
Hail Mary, I don't have much left in me
Hail Mary, like my momma used to say
The virgin and my mom have the same name
When I was little I thought that she was praying
To herself, but now I'm wondering
What if she was?
What if she was, if she was, if she was?
Hail Mary, I don't have much left in me

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