[Lyric] Mad (Evan Golden)

I hate you and you hate me
My soul is the worst you could be
What comes up always come down
My face is froze on a frown
I can't explain and I don't ask why
I'm always mad
I'm always

I know this is how I get sometimes
I wish I could figure out why
I'm always mad

If your gun had two bullets you'd shoot me twice
I'll pop your balloon I'm not very nice
Ten years later I will still be the same
I guarantee you'll be just as lame
I once was your friend now I'm not and I'm glad
I kind of wish I would stop getting mad
Getting mad, getting mad
I'm always
I know this is how I get sometimes
I wish I could figure out why
I'm always mad