Versuri Third Eye Blind - Why Can't You Be
Album: Third Eye Blind - Ursa Major
Are you frightened by the weight you possess or- Is this life just weightlessness? Smoggy twilight in LA, I can't think of one real thing to say. And Robbie Williams is walking in the canyons, Forgets that we were friends. I guess it all depends on your mood. Why can't these meds be any damn good? And she said- Why can't you be Like my waterpik shower massager? A sweet reliable machine. And to tell the truth I don't feel less alone, A water massager's the purest love I've ever known. Why can't you be like when i was thirteen? Why can't you be like a art house foreign movie, Frank and sexy, red balloons, and ennui? And a loof to me and, Why can't you be a little more of a mystery? Why can't you be the part of me that's missing? Instead of leaving me for some other, Said we're perfect for each other, And I know we won't go spend our lives alone. Why can't you be like an outsourced government contract? I'm a fat cat getting away with anything. Kicking some secret special powers, Illumination rounds in showers. Cause you're tearing your hair out. Well we can have better flowers. Why can't you be like the chicks out on the road? Some girls are happy just to see me. Cause you've got moxie and a broken nose. Take them away from this prose. Sometimes a blowjobs not enough. Why cant you play-a little less rough? Why can't you be the part of me that's missing? Instead of leaving me for some other, Said we're perfect for each other, And I know we won't go spend our lives alone. Can we, just leave it be? And we can live, our lives, separately? Could you forget-what happens to you-you and me? When we're dead-and we'll be dead-we'll have eternity. And I will spend it all- missing you-seeing you with me. So all of a life. I will always be. Why can't you be thinking a little deeper into me? Like JD Salinger. Why do i challenge her, In all these surface ways that you displease? Why can't you be a little more at ease? Why can't you be like a hand rolled cigarette? I'm not joking- This masochistic self pity of smoking and this silly ditty... I keep provoking you to leave me... And she said- Why can't you be, Like a candle I can snuff? You're still a diamond in the rough- And I swear to God- I've had enough. How can I, Call your bluff?