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 alot It keeps me going 'Til 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 got to 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 honestly 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 And when you give a little more It tells me it's alot It keeps me going 'Til 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 got to 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 Nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah (You've got me in a) Nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah Boy, you 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