Can't Help It Lyrics

Sold out of my seed

And my fuel tank runs on empty

There are condoms on the street

Beneath my feet, I'm filled with envy

At the dollars I have spent

Gone and went, just like the empty

nights playing songs to no one

hearing something saying nothing

But I know that, but I know that

I hate all of my songs

They are so obtuse and obscene

If you could understand the lyrics

You'd know exactly what I mean

I hate every band in town

In the state and in the world

Wish I could write just one hit song

To show I'm special and I'm learned

But I know that, but I know that I'm not

But I know that, but I know that I'm wrong

But I know that, but I know that I'm shit

But I know that, but I know that

I can't decide how songs should sound

Who or what to be around

What to read who to believe

And so you see, my tank is empty

Like the condoms on the street

Or the cash from my sweet dreams

I am nothing but a stream

Of human waste and ingenuity