Mood Ring - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Sean]

Boohoo, tell me who you're even cryin' to

Who's who? Must'a got her mixed up with you

New you, think you're the shit for outdrinkin' the room

22, still 5 years from what you're plannin' to do

Can't ever really go one night, nah

Without another fuckin' fight, nah

Couldn't do this all my life, but

I couldn't leave her if I tried

So what's the cheapest way to go?

Is it cyanide smoke?

Is it a chair under the ceiling fan

A rope around my throat?

You change up like a mood ring, it's confusing

Yeah, I never know what the hell you're thinking

Your mystery is misery, thе fucking death of me

Cause your mouth don't match what your brain is thinking

Running low

Your colors changе when we’re alone

You’re my nicotine

I’m craving all the agony

Cause I gotta cut it off

And throw it away

You got a lot of problems

But nothing to say

I’ll never learn

To walk away from you

Will we go out with a show?

Maybe double up our dose?

Or by making snow angels

On the busiest of roads?

You change up like a mood ring, it's confusing

Yeah, I never know what the hell you're thinking

Your mystery is misery, the fucking death of me

Cause your mouth don't match what your brain is thinking

Running low

Your colors change when we’re alone