It's so funny, you don't call at night, always missing in action I'm left out in the cold, and you'd never have thought I was thinking Turning it over Putting the pieces in place and building a case for my anger I'm taking it in, I'm taking my time in taking you out 'Cause it'll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back

So tired of your lying, I can't sleep at night I'll accept what I'm told, take what I'm sold There's no question to ask To sort out the answers To prove who is wrong or who is right But I know in my heart that we're breaking apart If we admit to the truth Pretend it's all been an act As a matter of fact It'll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back

Sometimes I feel like I'm sailing on a dreamboat on wild and heavy seas I was cast adrift or fallen overboard; I catch my breath and head for shore I turn around, the ship sails on This ship sails on

Funny, you don't call at night, always missing in action I'm left out in the cold, and you'd never have thought I was thinking I was thinking Still thinking Still thinking Said I was, said I was...

So tired of your lying, I can't sleep at night I'll accept what I'm told, take what I'm sold There's no question to ask To sort out the answers To prove who is wrong or who is right But I know in my heart that we're breaking apart If we admit to the truth Pretend it's all been an act As a matter of fact It'll be a long cold day in Hell before I take you back

And I still remember sailing on that dreamboat on starlit, mirrored seas I hold my breath, and I gaze from shore, from this empty beach and this pile of clothes I hit the water, the ship sails on I hit the water, the ship sails on I hit the water, the ship sails on I hit the water, the ship sails on