i. If life tastes bland and boring And partner makes you snoring Calm inflicts mental trauma (You need a little drama!) Exaggerate every trifle If something's wrong it's awful! There are no small things at all The nonsense cannot be small. [Chorus] What a theater here! Big eyes full of tears (spectators of the show Give a deepest bow.) Seems you really like it, cherish your sick will, And making a big deal, Out of molehill. II You know, what makes me so mad When I ask you a question You answer voices in your head With excessive expression. So much reasons for offense It doesn't need to make sense. This lust seeks all directions. When looking for attention. [Chorus] What a theater here! Big eyes full of tears (spectators of the show Give a deepest bow.) Seems you really like it, cherish your sick will, And making a big deal, Out of molehill. III This carousel will never stop But moving more more faster In world of drama kings and queens I'll be a drama jester [Chorus] What a theater here! Big eyes full of tears (spectators of the show Give a deepest bow.) Seems you really like it, cherish your sick will, And making a big deal, Out of molehill.