Mad

I'm sittin' wonderin' what he's thinkin'
Nobody's talkin' 'cause talkin' just turns into screamin'
And now it's I'm yellin' over him, he's yellin' over me
All that that means is neither of us is listening

And what's even worse? That we don't even remember why we're fighting
So both of us are mad for Nothing.

Fighting for Nothin', crying for Nothing, But we won't let it go for Nothing.

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