Sometimes I feel so low Sometimes it feels so good Nothing was explained but it's understood Why should I even bother? Why should I even care? Nothing good can come of my head So I let 'em burn And I let 'em die But my feelings still seem to be alive And I could say anything I could think of anything But I chose to think about you You You And when I sound like a fool You know it's because of you But for each day I have six moods Sometimes I feel nothing at all And you know, I know it's your fault It's not a lie 'cause it's just a thought And I could say anything I could think of anything But I chose to think about But I chose to think about you You You This is all wrong This is all wrong This is all wrong This is all wrong This is all wrong This is all wrong Sometimes I feel so fine But I know that it's just a lie Or a feeling just about to die