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



Oh sometimes 

I wish that I was a cold beer

I'd rest assure that you would hold me near

I'd be guaranteed to be just what you need



And there could be no other way

'cause you're so, you're so lame

Your tired words are all, they're all the same

And I would walk, and I'd 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 you would love every minute

And tell the room the things I did to you



Oh, and there could be no other way

'cause you're so lame

Your tired words are all

Your tired words are all the same

And I would walk, you know I'd surely walk away

If I wasn't such a sucker for you



I see your world with rosy-colored glasses on

Wanna right what 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 things going on

And when I do, I'll forget about how....



You're so, you're so lame

Your tired words are all

Your tired words are all the same

I would walk, you know I'd walk away

If I wasn't such a sucker for you

I wasn't such a sucker for you

I wasn't such a sucker for you