Mad

Think it's kinda dumb, if you ask me
But you didn't ask me
In the game of love and war, you shot me
Thought we were on the same team
Wonder if you'd do it over differently
If only we got the luxury
What did I do wrong?
Why won't you tell me?

I guess your lack of communication
Was really an illustration
Of how I didn't mean anything to you
Battling with depression
Blaming myself and regretting
The fact I didn't mean anything

I'm just fucking mad
It's simple as that
It's not as complicated
As I'm trying to make it
I'm done being sad
Yeah, I'm just fucking mad
And that's your fucking bad

Looking forward to the day that it hits you
Hope it feels like a bolt out of the blue
Mmm, whatever you get
Bet you deserve it

Baby, I
Guess your lack of communication
Was really an illustration
Of how I didn't mean anything to you
Thought I wanted apologies
That's not gonna solve anything
I wouldn't believe you, anyways

I'm just fucking mad
(And it's your fault)
It's simple as that
(Did you care at all?)
It's not as complicated
As I'm trying to make it
I'm done being sad
Yeah, I'm just fucking mad
And that's your fucking bad
(That's your fucking bad)

I was lost, and cold, and scared
And holding on to someone I don't know
I denied it, cried and cried
I'm almost on the other side

I'm just fucking mad
(And it's your fault)
It's simple as that
(Did you care at all?)
It's not as complicated
As I'm trying to make it
I'm done being sad
Yeah, I'm just fucking mad
And that's your fucking bad
(That's your fucking bad)

Yeah, I'm just fucking mad