True things like these mood rings keep changing when I get cold feet
I wonder how that's looking for me
Tell me if you bleed and I'll tell you what I write for
If you're asking me, man you need something to fight for
Love is in my genes, your love is in the tight shorts
High floors, kite stores, everybody's life short
Sometimes it's hard to make sense of it
She be trying to tell me about her past and her preferences
She be talking high pitch for the emphasis
Got me giving back rubs, she be feeling tense a bit
You should wrap it up like you lose a game of tetherball
If it isn't love, and you're scared of apples if they fall
Rolling down far from the tree, crashed in a wall
Now I need a second just to make it past protocol
Mood swings, I see the colors on your mood ring
Changing like the seasons, only difference is the blue spring
In the blue sky, who am I, I wonder why
I hurt so bad even though I never try
I'm finally feeling like I'm finally feeling like I'm back
It's fine if you're feeling like that
You know it's funny that you find me intriguing
I feel like everybody finds you appealing
So I can finish this track
I wanna tell you things, I don't even tell myself
I wanna hold your hand like I'm somebody else
I wanna know what it's like to be inside your mind
And I wanna hold your pain the way you held mine
Tell me if you bleed
And I'll tell you what I write for
If you're asking me
Man, you need something to fight for
And love is in my genes
Your love is in the tight shorts
High floors, kite stores
Everybody's life's short