Metal Airplanes

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 basement 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 made of 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