Mad

She's staring at me, i'm sitting wondering what she's thinking. Nobody's talking, cause talking just turns into screaming. And now is i'm yelling over her, she's yelling over me. All that means is neither of us is listening.
And what's even worse that we don't even remember why were fighting. So both of us are mad for
nothing. Fighting for nothing. Crying for nothing. But we won't let it go for nothing.
I know sometimes it's gonna rain. But, can we make up now? Cause i can't sleep through the pain.
I don't wanna go to bed mad at you, and i don't want you to go to bed mad at me. And it gets me upset
when you're constantly accusing asking questions like you've already known.
We're fighting this war, when both of us are losing. What happened to working it out? We've felled into this place. Where you ain't backing down and i ain't backing down... So what the hell do we do now?