Third Eye Blind - Why Can't You Be (Live) lyrics

rate me

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

Chorus

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. Salinger,

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