sometimes
I wish that I was the weather
you'd bring me up in conversation forever
and when it rained
I'd be the talk of the day
sometimes
I wish that I was a cold beer
I'd rest assured that you would hold me near you
I'd be guaranteed to be just what you need
and there could be no other way
cause you're so vain
your tired words are all the same
I would surely walk away
if I wasn't such a sucker for you
sometimes
I wish that I was a bong hit
you'd let me in and love every minute
and tell the room
the things I did to you
and there could be no other way
cause you're so vain
your tired words are all the same
I would surely walk away
if I wasn't such a sucker for you
I see your worried rosy colored glasses on
what a right would I see wrong
I could never have that power over you
someday
I'm gonna pack up and leave this town
I'm gonna get my own place going on
and when I do
I'll forget about how
you're so lame
your tired words are all the same
I would walk away
if I wasn't such a sucker for you
