P!nk's Live tamasha Performance

Dear, Dear Diary
I wanna tell my secrets
‘Cause you’re the only one
That I know willl keep them
Dear, Dear Diary
I wanna tell my secrets
I know you’ll keep them
This is what I’ve done

I’ve been a bad, bad girl
For so long
I don’t know how to change,
What went wrong
Daddy’s little girl
When he went away
What did it teach me? That upendo leaves, yeah yeah

Dear, Dear Diary
I wanna tell my secrets
‘Cause you’re the only one
That I know will keep them, yeah
Dear, Dear Diary
I wanna tell my secrets
I know you’ll keep them
So This is what I’ve done

I’ve been down every road wewe could go
I’ve made...

I dance around this empty house
Tear us down, throw wewe out
Screamin down the halls
Spinnin all around and now we fall

Pictures framing up the past
Your taunting smirk behind the glass
This museum, full of ash
Once a tickle, now a rash

This used to be a funhouse
But now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down, down, down
I’m gonna burn it down
9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 fun

Echoes knocking on locked doors
All the laughter from before
I’d rather live out on the street
Than in this haunted memory

I’ve called the movers, called the maids
We’ll try to exorcise this place...

Am I sweating, au are these tears on my face?
Should I be hungry? I can’t remember the last time that I ate
Call someone, I need a friend to talk me down

But one foot wrong, and I’m gonna fall
Somebody gets it, somebody gets it
Put one foot wrong, and I’m gonna fall
Somebody gets it, somebody gets it
All the lights are on, but I’m in the dark
Who’s gonna find me? Who’s gonna find me?
Just one foot wrong
You’ll have to upendo me when I’m gone

Does anyone see this?
Lucky me, I guess I’m the chosen one
Color in madness
First in line I put my money down
Some freedom, it’s the tiniest hell, it’s...

I never cared too much for love
It was all a bunch of mush
that I just did not want

Paid, was the issue of the day
If a girlfriend's got some game
Couldn't be zaidi fly, gettin paid was everything

But I'm not every girl
and I don't need that world
to validate me

Cuz shorty got a job,
Shorty got a car,
Shorty can pay her own rent
Don't wanna dance if it's not in my heart!!

Chorus:
Most girls want a man with the bling-bling
Got my own thing got the ching-ching
I just want real love
Most girls want a man with the mean green
Don't wanna dance if he can't be
everything that I dream of
a man that understands real love...

Please don't come around talkin' 'bout that wewe upendo me
'Cause that upendo shit just ain't for me
I don't wanna hear that wewe adore me
And I know that all you're doing is running your mind games
Don't wewe know that game repeats game
So your best bet is to be straight with me

So wewe say wewe wanna talk, let's talk
If wewe won't talk I'll walk, yeah it's like that
I got a new man, he's waiting out back
Now what, whatcha think bout that, 'bout that?
Now when I say I'm through, I'm through
Basically I'm through with you
Whatcha' wanna say?
Had to have it your way, had to play games
Now you're begging me to stay...

When I was a young buck
I tried to be liked by
Everyone
Everyone
I tried so hard to be funny and nice
I tried so hard to be sugar and spice
Didn't work for me
Got old quickly
But now I'm not losing sleep at night
No one's calling me on the telephone
To see if I'm at home
Cause now I've got everything that I have ever wanted au so it seems
Yeah so it seems yeah

You don't
Have to
Like me
Anymore
I've got money now
I don't care
What wewe say
About me
Anymore
I've got money now

When I got a little older
I realized
It's all lies
There is no prize
There is no prize
There is no heartache if wewe can afford
Everything delivered...

I'm lyin' here on the floor where wewe left me
I think I took too much
I'm crying here, what have wewe done?
I thought it would be fun

I can't stay on your life support, there's a
shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me
itch
I alisema I tried to call the nurse again but shes
being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, wewe keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill

I haven't moved from the spot where...

I do not trust, so I cannot love
(can't no man be trusted)
Oh no no no
And I would not dare to open up
(this life of yours is dusted Pink)
Well my rent's past due and now my car won't start, I hate the bus
(well aren't wewe glad wewe have somebody to talk to)
Tell me what do they see when they look at me
Do they see my many personalities

[Chorus:]
Can wewe help me
Does anybody hear me
Can they even see me
This is my reality, oh oh

(can it be my turn now, is it my turn Pink)
Said I'll say it again, you're my only friend
(I protect wewe from the world, I basically protect wewe from yourself)
Though I can't go on,...

1 and 2 and 3 and 4
This my rap song

1-2-3-4
I get really sick and tired of boys up in my face
Pick up lines like "What's your sign" won't get wewe anyplace
When me and all my girls go walking down the mitaani, mtaa
It seems we can't go anywhere without a car that goes "Beep-beep"

'Cause this body is a priceless piece of lovin' unconditionally
So, Mr. Big-stuff, who wewe think wewe are?
You was thinkin' you's gonna get it for free
Now, now, now,

Hey ladies
(Yeah!)
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come togeta'
Sista's
(Yeah!)
It's time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

1-2-3-4
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