Mood

You'll know it when she walks you from the car

Into a bar grin on her face

And when she winks up to the booth

You'll feel your spine now out of line

All out of place

Looking at you

Feeling the mood

Sink in my shoes

What am I to do?

Her laughter ringing out amongst the tables

Is a sound you've seldom heard

You feel your heart and head collide

Your vision twisting

And the anger turns to hurt

Looking at you

Hearing the groove

He's making moves

What am I to do?

Whisking through the city streets

You take a home so you can face to face

And as you witness whispers in her ear

You tell yourself that you are out of place

Looking at you

Know I've been used

I've been a fool

What am I to do?

Running now I hit the ground

And falter at my feet to my regret

I kiss another and I smother my own lover

What's done, is said

But looking at you

Don't wanna lose you

If I had to choose

What am I to do?