Drama

In the morning, I see the sunrise. Another perfect day without all the Boring little fights. I take a breath and let it out. No, I don't miss your little dramas. Oh, my God, such a prima donna. Did you forget about your coma when you walked Away, when you walked away? Not that I don't care. You've been calling and you want me back. But life's not fair. Guess you should've treasured what you had. But I don't care. You move on to someone just like me. And you'll probably leave 'cause she's not me. She's not me. She's not me. She's not me. Thought I miss you, but I won't lie. Kinda like the space between all your Issues, waste of time. Now I don't care about where you've been. No, I don't miss your little dramas. Oh, my God, such a prima donna. Did you forget about your coma when you walked Away, when you walked away? Not that I don't care. You've been calling and you want me back. But life's not fair. Guess you should've treasured what you had. But I don't care. You move on to someone just like me. And you'll probably leave 'cause she's not me. She's not me. She's not me. She's not me. She's not me. She's not me. She's not me. She's