Taylor Swift - The Diary Of Me
I'm a laid back, t-shirt, blue jean,
mood ring kind of girl
Hey, yeah, what's the word on you?
Lay low, i'm a mission, rebel, angel, devil.
Little left of the middle, sometimes i get temperamental.
Here i am, an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
Oh what you get is what you see.
Baby you hold the key to the diary of me.
I'm poetry, complicated, simply stated,
hey, yeah,baby how bout you?
i was born free, i'm a cell phone hippie,
are you with me?
when i mess up i don't get up,
i just get down, yeah.
Here i am, an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
Oh what you get is what you see.
Baby you hold the key to the diary of me.
it's rainin on sunday, there's nothin on tv. yesterday was lonely
your the only one who gets me.
my mind is like an island drifting through the ocean.
i can't stop thinkin about you, hope your thinkin about me too.
Here i am, an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
Oh what you get is what you see.
Baby you hold the key to the diary of me.
Here i am, an open book.
Turn the page it's all the rage get a look
on the inside.
Oh what you get is what you see.
Baby you hold the key to the diary of me