Drama Queen

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She's a Drama Queen this one.

Submitted: April 18, 2008

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Self Absorbed.
Pathetic.
Not quite apathetic cuz I'll lament the
Unathletic styles
Pesimistic sounds
Optimistic words
Try and let your self be heard
or just forget it.
Watch me break ground
Explode the sea,
And then it's just me.
But what I have,
It's not enough.
Gotta find something wrong;
Some mistake to unmake
Some tears to spill,
My heart to shake.
Always regret it.
Oh she's a drama queen this one,
Mouth like a loaded gun.
Won't somebody make her keep those lips shut?
Now I tell you from deep down in my gut
It's anxiety.
Now you don't know what to make of me.
But I know what to make of you,
See I know what's true, what's real what's fake.
Make no mistake can't put nothin past me.
Swear I never meant to hurt nobody.
Another day and 10 more dimes;
100 cents in thoughts and dreams.
Well nothings quite how it seems
And I'l constest to that,
But it's when you protest to me
That things get uneasy.
Wish you could let it be?
But no I'm too this,
And far too that.
I deserve a slap across the face
For me so over dramatic.
I never realized you'd almost had it.
Oh she's a drama queen this one,
Mouth like a loaded gun.
Won't somebody make her keep those lips shut?
Now I tell you from deep down in my gut
It's anxiety.
Now you don't know what to make of me.
But I know what to make of you,
See I know what's true, what's real what's fake.
Make no mistake can't put nothin past me.
Swear I never meant to hurt nobody.
God knows, been hearing this for years.
But all those thoughts and all that rage
Can't stay locked inside the cage of my soul,
And it's then that I lose control,
And my heart spills,
And my gums bleed,
And you say I'm concieted.
But I don't mean it.
Just don't see this world in black and white.
So much is out of place and I struggle
To make things right.
Still you think that I don't care.
Now look I'm Blair and I can't fly...
But I will sure as hell try.
Oh she's a drama queen this one,
Mouth like a loaded gun.
Won't somebody make her keep those lips shut?
Now I tell you from deep down in my gut,
It's anxiety.
Now you don't know what to make of me.
But I know what to make of you,
See I know what's true, what's real what's fake.
Make no mistake can't put nothin past me.
Swear I never meant to hurt nobody.


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