Mood Ring

Always disconnected

You'll never perfect it

Standing in a crowd

With the fakest smile on

But your hearts in pieces

Actin like you don't care

Say you wanna be there

But you cant still

In a single fucking place

For more than 8 seconds

You say it doesn't bug you

You don't need anyone to love you

Till you hop in your car

With the windows rolled down

Till your lungs fall out

You say you're having mood swings

You never wanna do things

So you crawl in your bed

With the drapes shut closed

And your dark black mood ring

You take a second NyQuil

Don't need anyone beside you

So your eyes shut tight

And your head sinks

Deeper in your pillow

As your lungs fall out