3:00 AM When my emotions gets the best of me.
Staring at my mood ring wondering how they planned my destiny because it shows the colors of the rainbow but only one can be meant for me.

My privacy, violated by the darkness of your soul, used my dignity until I buried myself in a hole and carved the lyrics of our love song on my tombstone.

Now the mood's gone, but the feeling still lingers It's just too strong for me to say; So long, I don't need you I'll move on.
I was a fool for so long It's like I got Stockholm syndrome.