Mood

I've got too many problems, and each one starts with you

You're on, you're off, you punch the wall, you're unpredictable

And I've got a list of all the good things that you do

You make me laugh when you're stupid

Making pancakes for my breakfast, lunch

And when you give a little more, it tells me it's a lot

It keeps me going till I'm throwing up

You've got me in a mood with everything you do

This kind of love is tearing me in two

Boy, you've gotta choose, it's me you win or lose

This kind of love is making me hate you

You've got me in a mood

You've got me in a mood

I need your help to fix this mess he's got me in

Say it straight, please be brutal, 'cause honesty just isn't him

And I've tried to make sense of everything that he's telling me

But his brain's too immature to catch up to his body

When you give a little more, it tells me it's a lot

It keeps me going till I'm throwing up

You've got me in a mood with everything you do

This kind of love is tearing me in two

Boy, you've gotta choose, it's me you win or lose

This kind of love is making me hate you

You've got me in a mood

You've got me in a mood

Na na na, na na na, na na na

Na na na, na na na (You've got me in a)

Na na na, na na na, na na na

Na na na, na na na

Boy, you've gotta choose, it's me you win or lose

This kind of love is tearing me in two

You've got me in a mood

You've got me in a mood

You've got me in a mood

You've got me in a mood

You've got me in a mood