作曲 : Good
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 doYou know it's true
There's nothing 
I can doYou know it's true
There's nothing 
I can do about you
Move to France
La Rochelle or 
NiceGet 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 it's true
There's nothing 
I can doPick a fight, it's just you being right
Walk away, there's nothing 
I can sayYou 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 tall tomorow
So don't you mind the gap when you leave
Broken up like a tanker on the rocks
Not room for much
I'm like the 
Cubs against the 
SoxOn 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 doYou know it's true
There's nothing 
I can doPick a fight, it's just you being right
Walk away there's nothing 
I can sayYou 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 tall tomorow
So don't you mind the gap when you leave
There'll be time enough to turn tall tomorow
Son don't you mind the gap when you leave