[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...