The Diary Of Me
I’m a laid backT-shirt, blue jean, mood ringKinda girlHey yeah what’s the word on youLay low I’m a mission rebelAngel devilLittle lamb upper mentalSometimes I get temper mental
But here I am an open bookTurn the page it’s all the rageGet a look on the insideOh what you get is what you seeBaby you hold the keyTo the diary of me
I’m poetry, complicatedSimply statedHey yeah baby how about youI was born freeI’m a cell phone hippieAre you with me?When I mess up I don’t get upI just get down yeah
But here I am an open bookTurn the page it’s all the rageGet a look on the insideOh what you get is what you seeBaby you hold the keyTo the diary of me
It’s raining on SundayThere’s nothing on TVYesterday was lonelyYou’re the only one who gets meMy mind is like an islandDrifting through the oceanI can’t stop thinking about youI bet you’re thinking of me too
Well here I am an open bookTurn the page it’s all the rageGet a look on the insideOh what you get is what you seeBaby you hold the keyTo the diary of meYeah here I am an open bookTurn the page it’s all the rageGet a look on the insideOh what you get is what you seeBaby you hold the keyTo the diary of me