Your Diary کے بول

I can’t help but wonder if you really care at all ‘cause since last night you haven’t texted And you haven’t called And it broke my heart when i read your diary Of private confessions and clumsy poetry There were hundreds of pages and not a word about me I can’t focus, i can’t eat or sleep, i can’t relax ‘cause it’s been seven hours and sixteen Days since we had sex And it broke my heart when i read your diary Of private confessions and clumsy poetry There were hundreds of pages and not a word about me I read it in a book, you see This could mean you’re just not into me And it may sound insecure But don’t you want me anymore? And it broke my heart when i read your diary Of private confessions and clumsy poetry There were hundreds of pages and not a word about me