Jay Brannan - Can't Have It All lyrics
[Jay Brannan - Can't Have It All lyrics]
Applying moisturizer in the microwave window
For the tenth time
He should've called me an hour ago
Would he be here with flowers
If I lived in Arizona?
They say there's no love left
In the big cities, it's kinda true
I guess you'll find me coming soon
To a small town near you
I'll sell my guitar so I
Can by myself a tractor
Fuck this, this can't be my life
I moisturized ten times tonight
Why can't I sit down and write
Bring this question to light?
Do you want a lover, or do you want a life?
One hand or the other the
Butter or the bread knife?
Do you choose Winter or Spring
Summer or Fall? It's driving me crazy that I
Can't have it all
If these walls could talk
They'd probably cry out for mercy
'til I'm outlined in chalk
I'll be romantically thirsty
So I drink and drink from
The proverbial time sink
Fuck this, this can't be my life
Tears flowing in full force tonight
Why can't I sit down and write
Bring this question to light?
Do you want a lover, or do you want a life?
One hand or the other the
Butter or the bread knife?
Do you choose Winter or Spring
Summer or Fall? It's driving me crazy that I
Can't have it all
Do we hold the future
Or does it come in peace?
And if it's in my hands
Are you sure it should be
In brittle hands like these? Life, love
And the pursuit of all the
Things they promised me
Can I have all of the above? Are
The best things in life truly free?
Do you want a lover, or do you want a life?
One hand or the other the
Butter or the bread knife?
Do you choose Winter or Spring
Summer or Fall? It's driving me crazy that I
Can't have it all
For the tenth time
He should've called me an hour ago
Would he be here with flowers
If I lived in Arizona?
They say there's no love left
In the big cities, it's kinda true
I guess you'll find me coming soon
To a small town near you
I'll sell my guitar so I
Can by myself a tractor
Fuck this, this can't be my life
I moisturized ten times tonight
Why can't I sit down and write
Bring this question to light?
Do you want a lover, or do you want a life?
One hand or the other the
Butter or the bread knife?
Do you choose Winter or Spring
Summer or Fall? It's driving me crazy that I
Can't have it all
If these walls could talk
They'd probably cry out for mercy
'til I'm outlined in chalk
I'll be romantically thirsty
So I drink and drink from
The proverbial time sink
Fuck this, this can't be my life
Tears flowing in full force tonight
Why can't I sit down and write
Bring this question to light?
Do you want a lover, or do you want a life?
One hand or the other the
Butter or the bread knife?
Do you choose Winter or Spring
Summer or Fall? It's driving me crazy that I
Can't have it all
Do we hold the future
Or does it come in peace?
And if it's in my hands
Are you sure it should be
In brittle hands like these? Life, love
And the pursuit of all the
Things they promised me
Can I have all of the above? Are
The best things in life truly free?
Do you want a lover, or do you want a life?
One hand or the other the
Butter or the bread knife?
Do you choose Winter or Spring
Summer or Fall? It's driving me crazy that I
Can't have it all