why can't i be snowing?

I listened to Pump Fake 3000 times
 And thought about my friends for generations
 Sitting home alone
 After a fucking shitty show
 Where no one showed up like they said they would
 And now we're grown ups
 Fucking grown ups
 Where the bummed out swan songs are wasted on closed ears
 And now we're grown ups
 Fucking grown ups
 Where the bummed out swan songs are wasted on deaf ears
 2, 3, 4
 Fuck this
 Fuck everything
 No one even cares
 Oh how I wish that they would care
 I hope that I die
 So some people might
 Listen to the songs I write or wrote
 I hope that I die
 I hope that I die
 The best lines I ever wrote
 I'm not worthy to
 Pronounce your
 Syllables
 Syllables
 Syllables
 Syllables
 Now we're awake and staring at the ceiling
 I know it's hard
 When you're young and feel as if the world is closing in around you
 Now we're awake in different buildings
 And on different sides of town
 You know I think about you much more than you think about me
 About me
 About me
 Why can't I be Snowing
 Why can't you fucking love me
 Why can't I be Snowing
 Why won't you fucking love me
 Cause I love you
 But I guess I'm a shitty person
 I love you, yes, I love you
 But you don't wanna know
 No, you don't wanna know