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 can't 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
When nothings 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
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 childs fists
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
Can I stay mad at you