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 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 you 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