| She takes everything you’re sayin', turns it into a game she’s playin'
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| She can’t handle peace, she’s hatin' harmony
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| Cold coffee, she pitched a hissy, bad waiters got her all pissy
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| She takes moments, turns 'em into tragedies
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| Drama Queen, the fuse is lit and now it’s burnin' up fast
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| Drama Queen, this too shall pass
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| She thinks she is vim and vigor, but everything pulls her trigger
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| Loves to act like everyones her enemy
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| There isn’t a thing she’s ownin', she’s nothing but piss and moaning
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| Never smells the stench of her own debris
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| Drama Queen, now your reactors hittin' critical mass
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| Drama Queen, this too shall pass
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| She thinks every conversation, is always an accusation
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| Thinks her bitchin' sounds just like a symphony
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| Drama Queen, the fuse is lit and now it’s burnin' up fast
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| Drama Queen, this too shall pass
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| Drama Queen, now your reactors hittin' critical mass
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| Drama Queen, this too shall pass… so kiss my ass |