I'm Not Mad

You don’t want to be saved I tried to be your savior Can’t fix a broken man With loneliness and anger Begged to be the answer to your prayers I needed you to need me When I tried so hard to only see the good Your red flags couldn’t warn me I’m not mad at what you did to me I’m not mad at you at all But I must be mad, as mad as I can be I at least was mad enough to fall I knew that things were wrong Refused it coming The fear to face an end Stopped us both from loving Learned to play our old songs by myself Now that I can listen to them And separate the music from the man Who introduced me to it I’m not mad at what you did to me I’m not mad at you at all But I know I’m mad, I’m only mad at me Mad that I was mad for you at all I miss the days before the fights When you held me through the night The smell of your cologne On every sweater I owned But I put them through the washer Tried to wash out all the danger Of running back to you But I know I can’t forget That January morning Waking up in your bed The man I knew was gone In the blink of an eye And I had to move on So I’m not mad at what you did to me I’m not mad at you at all But I know I’m mad, I’m only mad at me Mad that I still think of you each Fall