Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Why Can't You Be, artist - Third Eye Blind. Album song Ursa Major, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 16.08.2009
Record label: Mega Collider
Song language: English
Why Can't You Be |
| Are you frightened by the weight you possess |
| Or is this lie just weightlessness |
| Smoggy twilight in L.A. |
| 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 water pick shower massager |
| A sweet reliable machine |
| And to tell the truth |
| I don’t feel less alone |
| My water massager’s |
| The purest love I’ve ever known |
| Why can’t you be, like when I was thirteen |
| He said |
| Why can’t you be |
| Like an art house foreign movie |
| Frank and sexy red balloons and ennui |
| And aloof 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 |
| Say we’re perfect for each other |
| And we won’t spend this life |
| Alone |
| She said, |
| Why can’t you be |
| Like and out sourced government contract |
| And I’m a fat cat getting away with anything |
| Kicking some secret special powers |
| Illumination rounds in showers |
| 'Cause your tearing our hair out |
| When we could have a bed of flowers |
| Why can’t you be |
| Like the chicks out on the road |
| Some girls are happy just to see me |
| Cause you got moxie and a broken nose |
| You take em away from this prose |
| Sometimes a blowjob’s not enough |
| Why can’t you play |
| A little less rough |
| Can we, just leave it be |
| We could live our lives |
| Separately |
| Could you forget |
| What happens to you and me |
| When we’re dead |
| And we’ll be dead |
| We’ll have eternity |
| And I will spend it all |
| Missing you and me |
| So while I’m alive |
| I will always be |
| Seeking you out, wondering about |
| How’d we go so far down |
| And what’s do wrong with you and me |
| Why can’t you be, someone looking a little deeper into me |
| Like J.D. Sallenger, |
| Why do I challenge her |
| In all the 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 that keeps provoking you |
| To leave me |
| 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 |