You Make Me Mad Songtext
von Aquilo
You Make Me Mad Songtext
When you come around and say those things out loud
Is there anybody in there?
Wish I could levitate above my own mistakes
Of letting you inside my head, but maybe
It′s okay, by the way, I'm not yours to throw away
I can′t say you're good for my health
She said, "So what? Maybe not? Ever since you left the cot
You've been looking after yourself"
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
Wish I could sympathize, get out the bed and try
What′s the point? I′m not a hero
Maybe dry my eyes, I overdramatize
Me and you, a never-ending story
It's okay, by the way, I′m not yours to throw away
I can't say you′re good for my health
She said, "So what? Maybe not? Ever since you left the cot
You've been looking after yourself"
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad (it′s okay, by the way, I'm not yours to throw away)
Mad (I can't say you′re good for my health)
You make me mad (so what? Maybe not? Ever since you left the cot)
Mad (you′ve been looking after yourself)
Is there anybody in there?
Wish I could levitate above my own mistakes
Of letting you inside my head, but maybe
It′s okay, by the way, I'm not yours to throw away
I can′t say you're good for my health
She said, "So what? Maybe not? Ever since you left the cot
You've been looking after yourself"
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
Wish I could sympathize, get out the bed and try
What′s the point? I′m not a hero
Maybe dry my eyes, I overdramatize
Me and you, a never-ending story
It's okay, by the way, I′m not yours to throw away
I can't say you′re good for my health
She said, "So what? Maybe not? Ever since you left the cot
You've been looking after yourself"
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad
Mad
You make me mad (it′s okay, by the way, I'm not yours to throw away)
Mad (I can't say you′re good for my health)
You make me mad (so what? Maybe not? Ever since you left the cot)
Mad (you′ve been looking after yourself)
Writer(s): Tom Higham, Benjamin John Fletcher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com