Sara McAteer – Drama, Drama

She’s going at it again with her superstition
Back at it again with words like “ammunition”
Fire into the wind, lacking all direction
And there’s no end
She can’t make the connection
That nobody cares about her situations
So she makes them care out of desperation
She thinks she’s so tough, cheap intimidation
Pitiful much
All of her fixations
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

She loves the drama, drama, drama, drama
Feeds off the drama, drama, drama, drama
Oh, the karma, karma, karma, karma
It’s coming, knocking at her door

She’s going at it again, all talk but no action
Dragging in all her friends for that one reaction
She knows that she’ll win once she gains attraction
If she’s got your attеntion, she’s got that satisfaction
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

She loves thе drama, drama, drama, drama
Feeds off the drama, drama, drama, drama
Oh, the karma, karma, karma, karma
It’s coming, knocking at her door
Oh, the drama, drama, drama, drama
So sick of drama, drama, drama, drama
Don’t want no drama, drama, drama, drama
From you anymore

Did somebody hurt you?
Or did someone push you down?
Maybe then I can have a clue
Maybe then I could pity you
No, I never dare to pity you

Cause you love the drama, drama, drama, drama
Feed off the drama, drama, drama, drama
Oh, the karma, karma, karma, karma
It’s coming, knocking at your door
Oh, the drama, drama, drama, drama
So sick of drama, drama, drama, drama
Don’t want no drama, drama, drama, drama
From you anymore
Drama