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
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
