Are you frightened by
The weight you possess  Oh

Is this life just weightlessness

And smoggy twilight in LA

I can't think of one real thing to say
And you and me are walking
In the canyons

She 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

And I said  why can't you be

Like an art house foreign movie

Frank and sexy  red balloons and ennui

And allude 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
This life alone

And she said  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

While we can have a bed of flowers

And I said  why can't you be

Like the chicks out on the road
Some girls are happy just to see me
'Cause you got moxy and a broken nose
Take 'em away from this prose

Sometimes a blow job's not enough

Why can't 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

Say we're perfect for each other

And I know we won't go spend
This life alone

Can we just leave it be

We could live our lives separately

Could you forget what happens to you

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

Missing you and me

So while I'm alive I will always be

Seeking you out  digging you out
Wondering about how it goes
So far down
And what's wrong with you

What's wrong with you and me

And she said  why can't you be

Someone looking deeper into me

Like JD Salinger

Why do I challenge her
In all these selfish ways
That you displease

Why can't you be a little more at ease
Well  why can't you be

Like a hand rolled cigarette
I'm not joking

This masochistic self-pity of smoking

And this city 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 the diamond in the rough

And I swear to God I've had enough

How can I call your bluff
Why cant you be - Third Eye Blind