Oh 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 assured that you would hold me near
You'd be guaranteed to be just what I need

Oh but there could be no other way, because you're so, you're so lame
Your tired words are all, they're all the same
And I would walk, you know I'd walk away
If I wasn't such a sucker for you

Oh 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 but there could be no other way, 'cause you're so lame
Your tired words are all, oh they're all the same
And I would walk, I'd walk away
If I wasn't such a sucker for you

I see your world with rosy colored glasses on
Want to right what I see wrong
I could never have that power over you
Someday, I'm going to pack up and leave this town
I'm got to get my own things going on
And when I do, I'll forget, I'll forget

I'll forget about how, how you're so, you're so lame
Your tired words are all, oh they're all the same
And I would walk, you know I'd surely walk away
If I wasn't such a sucker for you
Wasn't such a sucker for you
Wasn't such a sucker for you