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• Artiste: Third Eye Blind
• Titre: Why Can't You Be
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Are you frightened by the weight you possess Is this life just promise-less The smoggy twilight in LA I can't think of one right thing to say 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 a waterpik shower massager A sweet reliable machine To tell the truth She don't feel less alone Water massager's the purest love she's ever known Why can't you be When I was 13 Why can't you be Like an art house foreign movie Frank and sexy, red balloons and ennui And allude to me 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 Why can't you be Like an outsourced government contract And I'm a fat cat Gettin' away with anything Kicking some secret special powers Illumination round it showers And your tearing your hair out While we can have a bed of flowers Why can't you be A little more in love than in lust When it's just the two of us Sometimes a blowjob's not enough Why can't you be A little less rough 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 I wanna spend my life with her Me My life Separately I knew you Could you forget about me and live alone When we're dead, we will have eternity. And I will, and I will Be with you and you with me So while I'm alive I will always be Why can't you be A little more deep into me Like JD Salinger Why do I challenge her In all its purpose Ways that you must prove Why can't you be A little more release Why can't you be Like a hand rolled cigarette I'm not choking This masochistic self-pity of smoking And this city dew I keep provoking you to leave me 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?