Tekster: Bracket. 924 Forestville St.. Can't Make Me.

Can't make me pay attention, or tell the truth
Can't make me do what you want, or brush my tooth
Can't make me get there on time, or comb my hair
Can't make me take a shower, or even care
(Right eye?)

Do you know why I won't try
It's to make you wonder why
Won't do anything that you said
Won't do anything that you want
Won't do anything that you thought
Won't do anything until you're dead

Can't make me cut my toenails, or tune guitars
Can't make me pay the phone bill, or wash my car
Can't make me take my clothes off, or take a shit
Can't make me like Clapton, or Jimi Hendrix
(Right eye?)

Do you know why I won't try
It's to make you wonder why
Won't do anything that you said
Won't do anything that you want
Won't do anything that you thought
Won't do anything until you're dead

I was on my way
When I heard you say
Couldn't wait until the day that I was gone
I won't be nice, so don't ask me twice
I don't know where you went wrong

Can't make me not get pregnant, or have a drink
Can't make me work at weekends, or snake the sink
Can't make me understand you, or ride the bus
Can't make me watch a ball game, or eat the crust
(Right Eye?)

Do you know why I won't try
It's to make you wonder why
Won't do anything that you said
Won't do anything that you want
Won't do anything that you thought
Won't do anything until you're dead