Sad, Mad, and Depressed

Intro

I keep the curtains closed, the room is breathing slow (oh)

A cigarette of silence, I'm running out of words to throw

Hey—uh-huh—yeah

Verse

There’s a picture on the floor with your laugh cut clean

A coffee cup stained with the color of what could've been

I press my palm against the glass, my breath fogs up the truth

I talk to empty chairs and I lose the argument with you

My phone lights up like maybe, but the voice stays out of reach

I count the times I fold my hope and tuck it underneath

My fists are small revolutions collapsing in my chest

I’m learning how to live with all the parts I hadn’t guessed

Pre-chorus

I spit the words but they bounce back (bounce back)

And every room becomes a map of things I lack (things I lack)

I try to be louder, I try to confess (try to confess)

But the noise just folds me down, it presses, presses (oh)

Chorus

Sad, mad, and depressed, yeah (sad, mad, depressed)

Sad, mad, and depressed, oh-oh (sad, mad, depressed)

I wear the rain like a coat, I hide the mess beneath (yeah)

Sad, mad, and depressed, yeah (sad, mad, depressed)

Sad, mad, and depressed, oh-oh (sad, mad, depressed)

Tell me where to start when every start is grief

Verse

I bite the edge of silence till it bleeds into a tune

The clock keeps being honest while my hands forget the noon

There’s anger in my makeup, there’s sorrow in my shoes

I walk the same old hallway humming all my losing moves

You say shake it off, you say breathe and let it go (let it go)

But how do you throw away a storm you used to know?

The mirror keeps on asking why my eyes are running dry

I give a shrug for an answer, but the shrug replies with why

Pre-chorus

I build small fires to warm the parts that won’t forgive (won’t forgive)

I tip the ash into a jar, pretend it's how I live (how I live)

I say I’m almost better then I break into a laugh (ah)

And no one sees the fracture lines behind the photograph (behind the photograph)

Chorus

Sad, mad, and depressed, yeah (sad, mad, depressed)

Sad, mad, and depressed, oh-oh (sad, mad, depressed)

I wear the rain like a coat, I hide the mess beneath (yeah)

Sad, mad, and depressed, yeah (sad, mad, depressed)

Sad, mad, and depressed, oh-oh (sad, mad, depressed)

Tell me where to start when every start is grief

Bridge

Maybe I’m a storm that nobody wanted to name (name)

Maybe I keep scoring losses just to feel the pain (pain)

Maybe I’m a drawer full of unsent, half-said notes (notes)

Maybe I’m a broken radio playing my old hopes (old hopes)

But there’s a small blue light still blinking like a dare (dare)

A stubborn kind of sunrise trapped somewhere in my air

I scratch at every sentence that refuses to be less

I whisper to the quiet: I will fight, I will confess (I will, I will)

Chorus

Sad, mad, and depressed, yeah (sad, mad, depressed)

Sad, mad, and depressed, oh-oh (sad, mad, depressed)

I wear the rain like a coat