dramatic pt. 2 ft. Danny Ray Lyrics

Sometimes, I get a bit dramatic

Your head on my chest, it feels like magic

Sometimes, I get a bit dramatic

Ayyyyyye

We do magic, and I felt like Stephen Strange

Win her over, but I don't need a range

Yeah, I need to change

Outside your place with a boombox in the rain

And we go, we smoke, visit dimensions beyond space

And I can't take another day when there is music to be made

By one fucking dramatic guy

In love with the breasts in the cellulite

But right now my mind's doing overtime

You know why, cause you sit there in disguise

Why lie

So we grab some chicken and rice

Sit back with my head in her thighs

Still wonder if it's all mine

Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes

Sometimes, I get a bit dramatic

Your head on my chest, it feels like magic

Sometimes, I get a bit dramatic

Aye

Yeah, I don't mean to embellish

This has been hellish

Put you on a pedestal, your eyes said ooh Almost identical to my ex

She dumped me after sex, by your sex Don't know what I did, but she must have been impressed

Either that or she lost interest Got in a black taxi, never look back, now you're next

I digress, you're the best But I'm at home crying, doing online tests

Listening to TikTok tarot card decks Hoping you'll reply to my texts

Someone put me in check Cause I'm a second away from calling your mum

And telling her everything I think I need more

Sometimes, I get a bit dramatic

Your head on my chest, it feels like magic

Sometimes, I get a bit dramatic

Ayeee

Sometimes, I get a bit dramatic

Your head on my chest, it feels like magic

Sometimes, I get a bit dramatic

Ayeee