Trans-Atlantic Blues

Sitting on a plane with no place to go

Tonight I’m off to prove what I already know

And this time, I won’t even put up a fight

You can kick me like you did before

Cause I can’t even feel the pain anymore

And it’s never gonna be all right

Well I’m loosing again and I don’t care if it happens tonight

Whiskey with water won’t change a thing

I’m too drunk to play but I still can sing

And you’re still there, and you still don’t care

So what’s it gonna be for a put off this time

Another fake smile and the same old line

Stop by anytime, but you’re never there

Well I’m losing again I don’t even seem to care

So give my regards to your drug dealing friend

I’m walking out that door, never coming back again

And this time it’s not gonna be the same

I've been sitting on a plane with no place to go

Tonight I’m off to prove what I already know

But this time I won’t even play your game

Cause I’m losing again but I won’t even try to complain

Well I feel like shit, but I don’t care if it happens again

Cause I’m losing again and I can’t even feel the pain

Five o’clock in the morning walking home in the pouring rain

(*A collage of let-downs, but with a who really cares twist.*)