Drama Queen

My head is on your shoulder.
You're holding yours up high.
It's something I'll be thinking of through the upcoming night.
It's something you'll get rid of as soon as you walk out.

You say the words I'll think of later,
the words I'll put in my song.
My friends say you're not the traitor,
you're not gonna do me wrong,
but I'll just cry my eyes out the minute, that you're gone.

And I hear you say "you're so good, but not my type", and you'll say you just got so tired of

drama Queen.
I'm wearing my fine crown.
The bubble made dreams, that'll be never coming true.
Get your heart together, till they're turning off the screen.

You know for sure, that I am waiting.
I just can't let go of my phone.
Is there acceptance or rejection?
Cause you don't care and I don't know.
And you say you have to think, and I've got the right to choose.

But when I brush against your warm hand -
I pretend it's by accident.
Maybe it's all me, in my head, but I feel like wrecking is your plan,
but all I want is turn out the best things, that you knew.
But I hear you say
"I don't want to make you hurting, but I see you're never learning",

drama Queen.
I'm tearing my dress off.
There's no place for the dreams -
they'll be never coming true.
Get your heart together, till they say you're blank within.