Drama

I don’t really appreciate you busting things up
I don’t initiate drama just to get me a buzz
I’ve never really been one to hold onto a grudge
But holding my tongue? Yeah, that’s getting pretty tough
Speaking of tough, don’t act like I’ve been that
To you while you decide who exactly you’re looking at
Ask me my thoughts but don’t listen when I speak out
Act like I’m attacking, but that ain’t the case so why don’t you sit down
On that soft cushion of love you’ve always been seated on
Grew up in a home with soft hugs and a safe zone
I grew up in a home with dark corners and tapes on
Broken glass in a window always acting as my escape song
But my past doesn’t matter, let’s come back to the present
And talk about why you have the constant attention
Of everyone around you, practically begging them to listen
To your hurt and fears and….oh wait….everyone else’s life
That’s funny how all I hear from your mouth is lies
I wanna know where you keep getting your fact-checking
I promise, you don’t pay them enough cause all I hear is bull-shitting
Wonder why everyone moved? Yeah, it’s so surprising
That someone would rather have a real conversation
About real life and real thoughts and real things they are dreaming up daily
Never really been one to start all the faking
Always been one to throw out the bad baking
Like the stories you’re making
Drama you’re creating
Lies you be stating
Don’t make me lose patience

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