Drama Queen Songtext
You barely say hello
I'm not a really big fan of your spray tan
It's kinda freaking me out
And you're asking me
How much money do I have in my bank account
I guess that I've been lookin' cheap
I got holes in all my jeans
And they're not there purposefully
I'm getting by you by the skin of my teeth
I'm not a really big fan of your spray tan
It's kinda freaking me out
And you're asking me
How much money do I have in my bank account
I guess that I've been lookin' cheap
I got holes in all my jeans
And they're not there purposefully
I'm getting by you by the skin of my teeth
Pretty please, turning me into a drama queen
Hey
You got me royally fucked up
Crying driving into the sunset
I'm never upset
Except for when I'm running hungry and tired And alone, I don't know
Paranoid so I tried to smoke weed
Usually works but now I can't breathe
I'm getting by you by the skin of my teeth
Pretty please, oh my god I'm just a drama queen
What a laugh when you implied
That I stole your jewelry
Judging me like you're Judy
I'm not that brave
And I'm at the end of my line
With your casual cruelty
Like a teenager movie
It's so cliche but
You got me running on fumes
You're really killing me
And now my lips are turning blue
And all these internet kids are stressing me out
Maybe I'll learn a dance or two
Or if you wanna we can get along and sit on the couch
Pretend that we got nothing better to do
I got holes in all my jeans
And they're not there purposefully
I'm getting by you by the skin of my teeth
Pretty please, oh my god I'm just a drama queen
Hey
You got me royally fucked up
Crying driving into the sunset
I'm never upset
Except for when I'm running hungry and tired And alone, I don't know
Paranoid so I tried to smoke weed
Usually works but now I can't breathe
I'm getting by you by the skin of my teeth
Pretty please, oh my god I'm just a drama queen
What a laugh when you implied
That I stole your jewelry
Judging me like you're Judy
I'm not that brave
And I'm at the end of my line
With your casual cruelty
Like a teenager movie
It's so cliche but
You got me running on fumes
You're really killing me
And now my lips are turning blue
And all these internet kids are stressing me out
Maybe I'll learn a dance or two
Or if you wanna we can get along and sit on the couch
Pretend that we got nothing better to do
I got holes in all my jeans
And they're not there purposefully
I'm getting by you by the skin of my teeth
Pretty please, oh my god I'm just a drama queen
