PRIVATE JETS

I've been chasing the bright lights and

The fame that comes with it all

Now I'm feeling lost and alone, destined for a fall

Roller coaster losing grip. I lack required might

I can feel it starting to slip I just don’t have the sight

And all the while I think of you, and what I left behind

To hit the road and skies above, I look but I can’t find

Private jets and broken frets,

Living fast with no regrets

But I can't shake this feeling yet,

That somehow I gotta reset

Private Jets and broken frets

I've been living the high life, with my jets and fancy cars

But underneath all the bling and sham, I’m torn and falling apart

Moving fast now getting higher - wine, women and wrong

I can almost hear the choir, but I can’t hear the song

And all the while I think of you, and what I left behind

I hit the road and skies above

I look but I can’t find.

Private jets and broken frets,

Living fast with no regrets

But I can't shake this feeling yet,

That somehow I gotta reset

Private Jets and broken frets

Maybe it's time to slow down,

And take a look at what I've found,

To see what really matters most,

And not just chase some Holy Ghost

And all the while I think of you And what I left behind

Hit the road and skies above I look but cannot find. (Let ring)

Private jets and broken frets,

Living fast with no regrets

But I can't shake this feeling yet, That somehow I’m gotta reset

Private Jets and Broken frets

Private Jets and Broken frets

Private Jets and Broken frets