You call me "Stupid Drama."

The feeling of matter condensing to my chest is as overwhelming as the thought of you

My brown eyes may be the opposite of your blue

However I would love the start of something new

With only the shadows of you and me.

Look at how you've ended up; how you treat us

Riding on your red convertible while forcing me to take the bus

I never signed up for your contradicting fuss

So get me out.

And I sit here crying and vying for all the old

And you run around with your new boo, parading in the cold

His beautiful arms around you to keep you warm

Leaving me all alone out in the storm

I wonder what part I played when you worked on getting me tame

Reflecting on myself and departing from my shame. 

The regret still resides in my heart

But as time goes on only bitterness exits like a dart

Hitting your soft spots when I never thought I'd play that part

Look at what you've made me into.

Now I see that you don't care for me

So I'll save the tears for a person who deserves for me to pay the fee

Someone whom I will share with my last cup of tea

Someone who want leave me stranded in the middle of the sea.

And I sit here crying and vying for all the old

And you run around with your new boo, parading in the cold

His arm around you to keep you warm

Leaving me all alone out in the storm

I'm starting to not care for you

Like you don't care for me.