Mad Man

He's a modern day Jekyll and Hyde, mixin' pride with the cold hard facts

Starin' awful hard at a picture on a bar of a girl that he won't get back

He's talkin' to himself knowin' damn well his self doesn't know what now

'Xcept fire shots of Jack and popping caps of Silver Bullets in his mouth

He's a mad man at the world

'Cause a girl told him goodbye

His thumbs-up has been grounded

Now it's that bird he loves to fly

Might be happy hour to you but his mind ain't nowhere near there

It's busy goin' crazy on the heels of her Mercedes

Drivin' back home north of 80 to the Badlands

He's still holdin' on like a mad man

He ain't lookin' for a fight but that might be what ya get

If you light that fuse that looks to you like a half-smoked cigarette

Just leave his glass half empty, he's better off left alone

Kind of like a house up the road, the lights are on but no one's home

He's a mad man at the world

'Cause a girl told him goodbye

Now his thumbs-up has been grounded

It's that bird he loves to fly

It might be happy hour to you but his mind ain't nowhere near there

It's busy goin' crazy on the heels of her Mercedes

Drivin' back home north of 80 to the Badlands

He's still holdin' on like a mad man

Yeah, like a mad man, oh

Mad man

Like a mad man