Mad At You

Saturday night man it don't mean much

Because every day is Sunday to a well dressed bum

They ashes to ashes dust to dust

I've been sifting through both for so long

Looking for something that down there they don't got a name for it

But I know somewhere call it love

So I carved our names into a tree

And wandered off across this city looking for a place that felt like home

And as she sat at the bar with the sun shining in

With a perfect smile and a drink in her hand

Well I fucking well knew then that this was forever

So how could I ever be untrue

And girl how could I stay mad at you

And I didn't know whether to cry or laugh

She had that pen in her hair and those secretary glasses

I'd been on tour so long I was fragile

And all those voices in my head that told me that I wasn't worth it

Shut the fuck up right then

Cause you took that blade out of my heart

Tattooed your name over the scar

It was always you

And I was so confused I didn't realize the only thing I was missing was you

And God knows girl I've been missing you