Not Sad Anymore

SCRIBING
I think I’m gonna clean my apartment
Get rid of all the things that I don’t need
Come and pick 'em up if you want them
I’ll leave 'em right by the door
I don’t want it no more, hmm
I think I’m gonna go to a party
Hanging with the friend you worried 'bout
And I don’t have to say I’m sorry
For something I didn’t do
And making it all 'bout you
So hey, what’s the use being sad over you?
Now I can’t seem to remember being broken (Ah, ah, ah)
And hey, what’s the time 'cause you’re not on my mind
I’m just making sure I won’t forget the moment
When I’m not sad anymore
I’m not sad anymore, no more now
I’m just mad at myself for be