The first unreleased song by her I discovered (:
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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?
Hang low.
I’m a mission rebel, angel/devil,
Little left of the middle.
Sometimes I get temperamental.
But here I am, an open book.
Turn the page, it’s all the rage.
Get a look on the inside.
But 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.
But here I am, an open book.
Turn the page, it’s all the rage.
Get a look on the inside.
But what you get is what you see.
Baby, you hold the key
To the diary of me.
It’s raining on Sunday.
There’s nothing on TV.
Yesterday was lonely.
You’re the only one who gets me.
My mind is like an island,
Drifting through the ocean.
I can’t stop thinking about you.
I bet you’re thinking of me too.
But here I am, an open book.
Turn the page, it’s all the rage.
Get a look on the inside.
But what you get is what you see.
Baby, you hold the key
To the diary of me, yeah.
Here I am, an open book.
Turn the page, it’s all the rage.
Get a look on the inside.
But what you get is what you see.
Baby, you hold the key
To the diary of me.
YOU ARE READING
Taylow Swift: Unreleased
PoetryA collection of Taylor Swift's unreleased songs and their lyrics.
