Hey girl why didn't you pick up that phone I called 24/7
Told me you will be back by nine but I waited til' eleven
Took me long enough to trust you so I pick up my car keys
And drove all the way to your work place to give you a lift
Stop by the petrol station cos' the gasoline's runnin' low
Twenty-one pounds and nine pennies I paid with the note unfold
The moment I turn around was I suprised to see you with another man
Holding on to him, french kissing and smooching away in the van
Six stitches on my heart wasn't enough to make me twitch
Mascara runnin' down your cheek doesn't make me feel sorry bitch
What's on my mind when I believed you that you were true
The confessions on your diary made me look like a fool
By the time you saw me you didn't have enough time to put on
I was walking towards the van my mind went wild and its gone
With a brick on my right hand I smashed the window glass
Fragments of the fragile transparency splits your mask
Anger triggered my mind I pulled open the car door
You were half naked I didn't care you fell on the floor
Didn't take another half a minute to slap you in the face
Say thanks to your diary cos it put me to disgrace
Six stitches on my heart wasn't enough to make me twitch
Mascara runnin' down your cheek doesn't make me feel sorry bitch
What's on my mind when I believed you that you were true
The confessions on your diary made me look like a fool
Ten slashes down my throat couldn't stop me from fighting
The only thing that intrigues me is that it isn't a love thing
I put my mind at ease and rest my case cos' I don't give a shit
The confessions on your diary gives me a flying kick
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