Shearwater - Well, Benjamin lyrics

Well, Benjamin You crashed your plane again A beautiful tailspin It was going to happen soon enough The only question was when 'Cause I could smell the flames Just sleeping on your skin And I love you for the things you do And I don't care who you do them to You can wrap your stupid suffering around me Because I thought it out, in the time I've got And I don't care if I drown or not I just want to crash into that same cold sea On an airport "USA Today," in a dark black ballpoint pen You write, "These people are like skeletons Wrapped up in perfumed skin" And it's such a stupid sentiment But write it once again Let your anger fill the margin And I'll kiss your shaking hand. 'Cause I love you for the things you see And I don't mind if you see me With my wrinkled hands and glazed eyes As obscene You're right in ways that you don't know And you're untouched by the undertow All that speed and anger burns your body clean And I love you for the things you feel So thoroughly that they turn real As the sea comes rushing toward us Dark and cold And your rowmate, this nonentity As the screams and salt sea smother me Will reach out a wrinkled hand for you to hold But now the landing gear is starting to unfold The captain points the runway out below Where the Kent account is waiting to be sold And where you're going, down there I don't know