Lyrics:

On the plane, soon we're over the sea
Above the rain; the bottle(?) sets me free
I turn to stone and fall back in my seat
The cuts are gone, and somehow I'm still bleeding

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

We moved to france
...?
Get a house
Pretend to live in peace
Paint the walls
Blackin out your face
Stalk the halls
And move into the basement

You know it's true
There's nothing I can do
you know it's true
there's nothing I can do
Pick a fight
It's just you bein` 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
Don't you mind the gap when you leave

Broken up; like a tanker on the rocks
Not made of much
I'm like the Cubs against the Sox
On the plane soon we're over the sea
I fall asleep; convinced that I ain't really

You know it's true
There's nothing I can do
you know it's true
there's nothing I can do
Pick a fight
It's just you bein` 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
Don't you mind the gap when you leave