Melodrama
She was addicted to the way that he talked
Imagine: front seat, late-night, lips would be locked
Maybe in the back of his mind, she'd be standing there
All tanked up, pink-haired
Well only if he cared
He had a special little place in her heart
After the party where he told her, he thought she was hot
Stumbling back down the stairs
Shoulda told her to run away
He forgot the following day
She was love-struck all the same
He came all this way
To say something
It's finally happening
That bubblegum head
Thought that he said
"You wanna go out with me?"
HA
Wake up from that dream you're in
Eye contact doesn't mean nothing
You can wish for good karma
It's just high school mama
Fan your face and don't forget
You're just sick with melodrama
Her heart broke the day she saw him hanging with her
Bodies intertwined get in line
She was here first
Red heart stamped on her sleeve
Shattered into many a piece
Cheeks pink with jealousy
At world's end, there's not much to see
You came all this way
To say something
Oh god it's happening
That bubblegum head
Slipped up and said
"You wanna go out with me?"
HA
Wake up from that dream you're in
Eye contact doesn't mean nothing
You can wish for good karma
It's just high school mama
Fan your face and don't forget
You're just sick with melodrama
Wake up from that dream you're in
You know he never felt a thing
You can wish for good karma
It's just high school mama
Fan your face and don't forget
You're just sick with melodrama
Imagine: front seat, late-night, lips would be locked
Maybe in the back of his mind, she'd be standing there
All tanked up, pink-haired
Well only if he cared
He had a special little place in her heart
After the party where he told her, he thought she was hot
Stumbling back down the stairs
Shoulda told her to run away
He forgot the following day
She was love-struck all the same
He came all this way
To say something
It's finally happening
That bubblegum head
Thought that he said
"You wanna go out with me?"
HA
Wake up from that dream you're in
Eye contact doesn't mean nothing
You can wish for good karma
It's just high school mama
Fan your face and don't forget
You're just sick with melodrama
Her heart broke the day she saw him hanging with her
Bodies intertwined get in line
She was here first
Red heart stamped on her sleeve
Shattered into many a piece
Cheeks pink with jealousy
At world's end, there's not much to see
You came all this way
To say something
Oh god it's happening
That bubblegum head
Slipped up and said
"You wanna go out with me?"
HA
Wake up from that dream you're in
Eye contact doesn't mean nothing
You can wish for good karma
It's just high school mama
Fan your face and don't forget
You're just sick with melodrama
Wake up from that dream you're in
You know he never felt a thing
You can wish for good karma
It's just high school mama
Fan your face and don't forget
You're just sick with melodrama
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Writer(s): Lucy Tyler
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