Popsd - Molehills Lyrics

Now Picture this, there's you and me, a shack by the sea
Sounds great, but the mask that I wear, hides the pain of you torturing me

Molehills to mountains is the name of your game
Why restrict the storm to a teacup, dish out the blame

Can't help yourself you dramatise, what's been and gone
The cruelest winter, the hardest fall, the damage done
You live your life as though you are on the stage, or the silver screen
Playin anything down, no, no, no, it's not your scene

Molehills to mountains is the name of your game
Why restrict the storm to a teacup, when there's oscars to claim

Your so quick to scandalise what others have done
The most mistakes, the sharpest knife, the biggest gun
Molehills to mountains is the name of your game
Why restrict the storm to a teacup, if it's all the same to you

Go ahead, sensationalise, deal the dirt on what went on
It couldn't have been you now, that got it so wrong
Make damn sure that you are heard and seen
Such a flippin drama queen

Molehills to mountains is the name of your game
Why restrict the storm to a teacup, if it's all the same to you