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