I’m Not Mad, I’m Just Fine

[Verse 1]
You were late to my birthday
Showed up laughing
Wrong café
Said you’re “bad at time and feelings”
Guess I’m bad at walking away
You still wear my old band tee
Cut the sleeves and called it free
Every time you say you’re “sorry”
You sound kinda proud of me
[Chorus]
I’m not mad
I’m just fine
(yeah, I’m fine, I’m fine)
Screaming in the car with the windows up
Telling my friends I don’t care that much
I’m not mad
I’m just fine
Can’t stop checking if you’re online
If this is “over
” why’s it on my mind?
I’m not mad
I’m just
I’m not mad
I’m just fine
[Verse 2]
You still text me your weird dreams
“Met your mom and bought ice cream”
How’s it still so complicated
When we’re barely even a thing?
Said you “need a little distance”
Then you liked my post in seconds
You’re a habit
You’re a headache
You’re my favorite wrong decision
[Chorus]
I’m not mad
I’m just fine
(yeah, I’m fine, I’m fine)
Screaming in the car with the windows up
Telling my friends I don’t care that much
I’m not mad
I’m just fine
Can’t stop checking if you’re online
If this is “over
” why’s it on my mind?
I’m not mad
I’m just
I’m not mad
I’m just fine
[Bridge]
Maybe I’ll block you
Maybe I won’t
Type out “I hate you”
Then hit “don’t”
You’re in my head like
Every line
If this is healing
Why’s it feel like
[Chorus]
I’m not mad
I’m just fine
(yeah, I’m fine, I’m fine)
Screaming in the car with the windows up
Telling my friends I don’t care that much
I’m not mad
I’m just fine
Can’t stop checking if you’re online
If this is “over
” why’s it on my mind?
I’m not mad
I’m just
I’m not mad
I’m just fine

rock, Fast, punchy pop-punk with crunchy guitars, driving bass, and tight, upbeat drums; male vocals with bratty edge and gang shouts on the hook. Verses stay lean with palm-muted riffs; choruses explode with open chords and stacked harmonies. Brief middle-eight drop to half-time before a final, shout-along chorus., pop punk