The Stone Coyotes

I Don't Know Why

The Stone Coyotes
The Stone Coyotes


I don't know why I'm tattered and torn
Don't know why I'm the object of scorn
Don't know why I keep playing the fool
Held up to ridicule
I don't know why I've got a monkey on my back
I said, "Come on now, cut me some slack"
Sometimes I think it's all too much to bear
But then again I'm too lazy to care

I don't know why - I don't know why
I like to rock - I don't like to cry
Flying blind - I don't have a clue
I don't know why I love you but I do

I don't know why I look so strange
I'm hoping that it's subject to change
Don't know why you got under my skin
I built a wall but it's paper thin
I'm unschooled in self-defense
Completely lacking in common sense
What's your secret? What's your trick?
I should know by now but the lessons don't stick

I don't know why I'm seeing double
I don't know why I'm always in trouble
Don't know why I'm viewed with disdain
I stand accused of raising Cain
There you go trying to catch my eye
I know how to dance but I'm kind of shy
I might be persuaded to step out on the floor
Maybe if you ask me just once more