Hearsay, there say. Conversation is wearing through Crying too loud my temper's turning black and blue I will digest your flattery, then starve to d**h I should ingest recovery and silence I have my say, I want my way, I must be seen And will you please stop calling me the Drama Queen Breathing image, I'm out of breath from walking proud Your compliment is taken well and taken loud My misery worn on my sleeve, fashion statement You can't believe I can't relieve my resentment [Chorus] What did I say [x4] I will digest your flattery, then starve to d**h I should ingest recovery and silence [Chorus]