On a plane, somewhere over the sea
Above the rain, the bottle sets me free
I turn to stone, fall back in my seat

The cuts are gone but somehow I'm still bleeding

You know it's true

There's nothing I can do about you

Move to France

La Rochelle or Nice
Get a house
Pretend to live in peace

Paint the walls
A blackout of your face
Stalk the halls

Then move into the ba!@&(t

You know its true

There's nothing I can do
Pick a fight, it's just you being right
Walk away, there's nothing I can say

You know it's true
There's nothing I can do about you


So don't you mind the gap when you leave
There'll be time enough to turn tail tomorrow


Broken up like tanker on the rocks
Not room for much
I'm like the Cubs against the Sox

On a plane, somewhere over the sea
I fall asleep convinced that I ain't breathing


You know it's true
There's nothing I can do
Pick a fight, it's just you being right

Walk away, there's nothing I can say
You know it's true
There's nothing I can do about you


So don't you mind the gap when you leave
There'll be time enough to turn tail tomorrow