I can be dramatic
I swear it’s automatic
I’m kinda problematic
Could say that I’m an addict
To pain, but I don’t mean to complain

I know it’s all in my head
I tend to make up things
That no one said
I’ve been thinking out loud
It’s killing me instead
Of not taking things how they are
Getting caught up in how it starts, and I

I try to shake it off like Taylor
But it just comes back later
Don’t matter how hard I try to
I just don’t know what’s the use
Of going on like this
I thought it’d be different
Thought I would quit, 'cause

I can be dramatic
I swear it’s automatic
I’m kinda problematic
Could say that I’m an addict
To pain, but I don’t mean to complain

Got me losing my mind
Trying to play it cool when I’m not fine
Starting to feel like it’s a waste of time
Of trying to be in control
Time for me to let it go, and I

I try to shake it off like Taylor
But it just comes back later
Don’t matter how hard I try to
I just don’t know what’s the use
Of going on like this
I thought it’d be different
Thought I would quit, 'cause

I can be dramatic
I swear it’s automatic
I’m kinda problematic
Could say that I’m an addict
To pain, but I don’t mean to complain

So I overcomplicate it
It’s just how I was made and
I’m tired of always faking
I’ve got my world breaking to pieces
I wish that I didn’t feel this

I can be dramatic
I swear it’s automatic
I’m kinda problematic
Could say that I’m an addict
To pain, but I don’t mean to complain