Mad At The World


I‘m not staying, i‘m not staying around
I‘m not staying, i‘m not staying around
How‘d ya get, get, get so down?
I cannot pick you up, i cannot even pick up myself
You‘re only happy when you‘re mad at the world
How can i stay mad at you?

Count the scars on your skin
A cry for help or a cry for attention?

I‘m not staying, i‘m not staying around
I cannot pick you up if nothing‘s ever good enough
You‘re only happy when you‘re mad at the world
How can i stay mad at you?
You‘re only happy when you‘re mad at the world
How can i stay mad at you?

It always has to go this way
You thrive on conflict, you live to complain
Tears of a crocodile
Advertise your suicide

Your half empty cup runneth over
Your scarred wrists a child‘s fist

You‘re only happy when you‘re mad at the world
How can i stay mad at you? (yeah)
You‘re only happy when you‘re mad at the world
How can i stay mad at you? (stay mad at you)