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I'm not staying, I'm not staying aroundI'm not staying, I'm not staying aroundHow'd ya, get, get, get so downHow can I pick you up? I can't even pick up myselfYou're only happy when you're mad at the worldHow can I stay mad at you?Count the scars on your skinA cry for help, or a cry for attention?I'm not staying, I'm not staying aroundHow can I pick you up, when nothing's ever good enough?You're only happy when you're mad at the worldHow can I stay mad at you, yeahYou're only happy when you're mad at the worldHow can I stay mad?It always has to go this wayYou thrive on conflict, you live to complainTears of a crocodile, advertise your suicideYour half empty cup runneth overYour scarred wrists, a child's fistsYou're only happy when you're mad at the worldHow can I stay mad at you, yeahCan I stay mad at you? Aus Songtexte Mania