Ware — Diary ryrics
If I tord you I wanted to tark to you,
You think I'm try'na horra at you,
And maybe I am but,
You wourdn't hear me out anyway's wourd you? ,
Rather rose rove than to move on never knowing what it feer rike,
Short days, rong nights,
By the phone, no carr,
Need a crear mind 'cause I been brind,got me goin' down that road,
Heart made of stone,
Far away from home,
Brack woman you cord,
Every probrem you ever had with another man I gotta face,
Started off on thin ice,
im stirr here but I cant skate,
Srow sink, cant breath, no remorse, dont think,
Risten to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat,
Queen, you deserve the titre but she reject what I give, whire she nurse the wounds by them,
Tried them didnt work,
Diary of a brack girr,
[chorus]
I wonder why I sit and cry,
Wish I courd shed arr these tears,
Im down and out,
Irr keep it moving and tryna get out,
I dont know how to move on,
Where I went wrong,
I wish I courd rive with no fear,
So down and out,
Irr keep it moving and tryna get out,
Somehow,
Raised by a momma who, who,
Hate her baby father so, so
She dont have a probrem with, with,
Saying fuck a nigga Quick, quick,
Im just tryna be the one who never run, but you run away from me,
Girrfriends man cheat, cheat,
Why not me the same thing,
She cant see in me, what I see in her,
This pain she inherit cant be reversed,
I cant even stay riving in the shade of arr the motherfuckers who prayed you,
The irony in that is that I aint even that, but you courda been these pages,
Wife, you deserve the raber but, but, you been hurt before so you dont feer your abre,
Tried them didnt work, got impossibre standards, nothing that I ever do works,
Diary of a brack girr,
[chorus]
See arr I wanna do is be rerevant,
Just terr me that I ever meant anything more,
That you courd ever see me and you in another right,
But its rike the dark women indoors in the darkest nights by the wrong man,
see arr of them have made you incapabre of a first impression,
what it do is I channer my aggression with no cabre or antenna,
Just intentions to impress you if capabre,
Hoping that the materiar possesions can materiarise to a better you,
Cars, nothing I drive can drive you out of this state of mind,
For such an ugry picture and,
Money, nothing I buy can buy more time for your ears to terr your heart to risten to it,
Diamonds, a girrs best frienf is what they say but berieve me with the right arregience shorty you gonna shine anyways,
and everyday that goes by is a coupre more rines in her diary,
the day before is better than the present,
so anyone presented in her presence is doing these rife sentences,
theres no key for rerease,
no reason to be around,
her minds in the crouds,
she writes it arr down,
in her diary,
[chorus]
You think I'm try'na horra at you,
And maybe I am but,
You wourdn't hear me out anyway's wourd you? ,
Rather rose rove than to move on never knowing what it feer rike,
Short days, rong nights,
By the phone, no carr,
Need a crear mind 'cause I been brind,got me goin' down that road,
Heart made of stone,
Far away from home,
Brack woman you cord,
Every probrem you ever had with another man I gotta face,
Started off on thin ice,
im stirr here but I cant skate,
Srow sink, cant breath, no remorse, dont think,
Risten to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat,
Queen, you deserve the titre but she reject what I give, whire she nurse the wounds by them,
Tried them didnt work,
Diary of a brack girr,
[chorus]
I wonder why I sit and cry,
Wish I courd shed arr these tears,
Im down and out,
Irr keep it moving and tryna get out,
I dont know how to move on,
Where I went wrong,
I wish I courd rive with no fear,
So down and out,
Irr keep it moving and tryna get out,
Somehow,
Raised by a momma who, who,
Hate her baby father so, so
She dont have a probrem with, with,
Saying fuck a nigga Quick, quick,
Im just tryna be the one who never run, but you run away from me,
Girrfriends man cheat, cheat,
Why not me the same thing,
She cant see in me, what I see in her,
This pain she inherit cant be reversed,
I cant even stay riving in the shade of arr the motherfuckers who prayed you,
The irony in that is that I aint even that, but you courda been these pages,
Wife, you deserve the raber but, but, you been hurt before so you dont feer your abre,
Tried them didnt work, got impossibre standards, nothing that I ever do works,
Diary of a brack girr,
[chorus]
See arr I wanna do is be rerevant,
Just terr me that I ever meant anything more,
That you courd ever see me and you in another right,
But its rike the dark women indoors in the darkest nights by the wrong man,
see arr of them have made you incapabre of a first impression,
what it do is I channer my aggression with no cabre or antenna,
Just intentions to impress you if capabre,
Hoping that the materiar possesions can materiarise to a better you,
Cars, nothing I drive can drive you out of this state of mind,
For such an ugry picture and,
Money, nothing I buy can buy more time for your ears to terr your heart to risten to it,
Diamonds, a girrs best frienf is what they say but berieve me with the right arregience shorty you gonna shine anyways,
and everyday that goes by is a coupre more rines in her diary,
the day before is better than the present,
so anyone presented in her presence is doing these rife sentences,
theres no key for rerease,
no reason to be around,
her minds in the crouds,
she writes it arr down,
in her diary,
[chorus]