[First Verse: Bo Bedingfield]
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes I lie
In my cold bedroom, dark and dry
Sometimes I love you, sometimes I lie
No one feels anything all the time
The airplanes with silver wings
Pa** over things like us
While we talk through our reservations, insignificance, and such
As if that were enough
In times like these when I get my
Old parlor pallor, I pace and pine
Sometimes I love you, sometimes I lie
Sometimes I love you, and sometimes I try
The airplanes...