That Is Why
Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 12:43 am
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 the 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 genteel 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 and now I glide through the silky sky
It's so blue and you're just old news, that is why
You're 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
Your village now that I know that I become her
And that is why you can't rock my
That is why you'll never ever in a god damn millennium be my girl
I watch frozen stars on the way back home
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 the 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 genteel 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 and now I glide through the silky sky
It's so blue and you're just old news, that is why
You're 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
Your village now that I know that I become her
And that is why you can't rock my
That is why you'll never ever in a god damn millennium be my girl
I watch frozen stars on the way back home