That Is Why Lyrics
| Song | That Is Why |
| Artist | Say Anything |
| Album | In Defense Of The Genre |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Today I sat and smoked myself to cancer | |
| Thinking about the dancer at the bar | |
| Well how was I to know | |
| That a crush could just implode | |
| ‘Til it became a grudge eclipsing every star | |
| And yes I know my addictions run the gamut | |
| The drugs, the smokes, the booze, the 24 | |
| But you can't make the turkey colder | |
| Or skew me less bipolar | |
| Let me list those things about you I abhor | |
| Horrible, you're | |
| So easy, talk sleazy | |
| You led me off the plank and left me queasy | |
| And that is why | |
| You can't rock my world | |
| You swore that you were taken when I met you | |
| But yes, you did undress me from afar | |
| A gentile concubine | |
| You skip amongst the mines | |
| Just a product of the endless empty grind | |
| You lack the curves that prove a proper lady | |
| A slender slave, with sluttish sleepy eyes | |
| Though once I was emoting | |
| and Bono-lyric quoting | |
| I have found another, be my guest and die | |
| With starry eyes, she's | |
| Warm-glancing, entrancing | |
| And now I'm through with all your sick sad ranting | |
| And that is why | |
| You can't rock my world | |
| I've lost you... | |
| Now I glide through the silky sky | |
| It's so blue... | |
| You're just old news and that is why | |
| So screwed... | |
| Cadaver gone blue this has died | |
| Your machine has grown gangrene | |
| And now I see right through your lies | |
| With... | |
| Ripe wonder, I plunder | |
| The village now that I know I become her | |
| And that is why | |
| you can't rock my... | |
| That is why | |
| That is why | |
| You'll never ever, in a goddamn millennium be my girl | |
| I watch frozen stars on the way home | |
| I watch frozen stars on the way back home | |
| I watch frozen stars on the way home | |
| I watch frozen stars burn out on the way back home |
| Today I sat and smoked myself to cancer | |
| Thinking about the dancer at the bar | |
| Well how was I to know | |
| That a crush could just implode | |
| ' Til it became a grudge eclipsing every star | |
| And yes I know my addictions run the gamut | |
| The drugs, the smokes, the booze, the 24 | |
| But you can' t make the turkey colder | |
| Or skew me less bipolar | |
| Let me list those things about you I abhor | |
| Horrible, you' re | |
| So easy, talk sleazy | |
| You led me off the plank and left me queasy | |
| And that is why | |
| You can' t rock my world | |
| You swore that you were taken when I met you | |
| But yes, you did undress me from afar | |
| A gentile concubine | |
| You skip amongst the mines | |
| Just a product of the endless empty grind | |
| You lack the curves that prove a proper lady | |
| A slender slave, with sluttish sleepy eyes | |
| Though once I was emoting | |
| and Bonolyric quoting | |
| I have found another, be my guest and die | |
| With starry eyes, she' s | |
| Warmglancing, entrancing | |
| And now I' m through with all your sick sad ranting | |
| And that is why | |
| You can' t rock my world | |
| I' ve lost you... | |
| Now I glide through the silky sky | |
| It' s so blue... | |
| You' re just old news and that is why | |
| So screwed... | |
| Cadaver gone blue this has died | |
| Your machine has grown gangrene | |
| And now I see right through your lies | |
| With... | |
| Ripe wonder, I plunder | |
| The village now that I know I become her | |
| And that is why | |
| you can' t rock my... | |
| That is why | |
| That is why | |
| You' ll never ever, in a goddamn millennium be my girl | |
| I watch frozen stars on the way home | |
| I watch frozen stars on the way back home | |
| I watch frozen stars on the way home | |
| I watch frozen stars burn out on the way back home |
| Today I sat and smoked myself to cancer | |
| Thinking about the dancer at the bar | |
| Well how was I to know | |
| That a crush could just implode | |
| ' Til it became a grudge eclipsing every star | |
| And yes I know my addictions run the gamut | |
| The drugs, the smokes, the booze, the 24 | |
| But you can' t make the turkey colder | |
| Or skew me less bipolar | |
| Let me list those things about you I abhor | |
| Horrible, you' re | |
| So easy, talk sleazy | |
| You led me off the plank and left me queasy | |
| And that is why | |
| You can' t rock my world | |
| You swore that you were taken when I met you | |
| But yes, you did undress me from afar | |
| A gentile concubine | |
| You skip amongst the mines | |
| Just a product of the endless empty grind | |
| You lack the curves that prove a proper lady | |
| A slender slave, with sluttish sleepy eyes | |
| Though once I was emoting | |
| and Bonolyric quoting | |
| I have found another, be my guest and die | |
| With starry eyes, she' s | |
| Warmglancing, entrancing | |
| And now I' m through with all your sick sad ranting | |
| And that is why | |
| You can' t rock my world | |
| I' ve lost you... | |
| Now I glide through the silky sky | |
| It' s so blue... | |
| You' re just old news and that is why | |
| So screwed... | |
| Cadaver gone blue this has died | |
| Your machine has grown gangrene | |
| And now I see right through your lies | |
| With... | |
| Ripe wonder, I plunder | |
| The village now that I know I become her | |
| And that is why | |
| you can' t rock my... | |
| That is why | |
| That is why | |
| You' ll never ever, in a goddamn millennium be my girl | |
| I watch frozen stars on the way home | |
| I watch frozen stars on the way back home | |
| I watch frozen stars on the way home | |
| I watch frozen stars burn out on the way back home |
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