
Why am I this kind of girl?
Beautiful, epic, Heartfelt, breathless, emotional, sweet young female vocals. 🎶

Why am I this kind of girl?
Beautiful, epic, Heartfelt, breathless, emotional, sweet young female vocals. 🎶
Lyrics
Late night thoughts, I spiral fast,
Burn it down, then hope it lasts.
I’m the girl you can’t explain—
Yeah I am kinda insane.
I’m a vexed girl, kinda sorta depressed girl,
Smile on my face but I’m hiding the stress girl.
Might just flip and make a scene bad girl,
Two seconds later, calm and serene girl.
Make you really mad girl,
Then make you forget it, now you’re glad girl.
Laughin’ then I’m cryin’ ,– facts girl,
I’m your biggest pet peeve .
I really drive my fam insanel,
Sweet with a twist, yeah a lot of pain.
Oh why am I this kind of girl? Woah
Feelin’ like I’m losin’ control. Oh
Never can act right, nah**
Not even to save my life.
Mind so messed up girl,
Trying to hide the pain, mad girl.
Smile on my face, but I’m not fine l,
Say “I’m okay” while I cross that line.
Say “I hate you” when I really love you,
Push you away just to pull you close.
Don’t mean to be rude, but somehow I slip girl,
Words cut deep when I trip girl.
I’m a really hard to understand,
Still want someone to hold my hand.
Messy heart, messy mind girl,
Still just tryna be kind girl.
Cause I’m a little bit of trouble girl,
Still just tryna be kind girl.
Cause I’m a little bit of trouble girl,
Laugh when it’s not okay girl.
The kinda girl who’s crazy,
Sometimes gets a little bit lazy.
Messy hair, don’t care girl,
Eyes like I dare you to stare girl.
Say the wrong thing at the wrong time,
Still somehow make it rhyme.
Break the rules with a smile girl,
Eyes like I dare you to stare girl.
Say the wrong thing at the wrong time,
Still somehow make it rhyme.
Break the rules with a smile girl,
Make chaos look like style girl.
Late night thoughts, they swarm girl,
Cryin' in a hoodie’s my norm girl.
Mood swings like a storm girl,
Still got a heart that’s warm girl.
Been through a lot girl,
Probably needs a bit of help girl.
Keeps it all inside, won’t tell girl,
Pretendin’ she’s fine in this shell girl.
Hard to understand girl,
Strong but somehow sensitive-weak girl.
Almost gave up on everything a week ago,
Still not sure how her life will go.
Yeah, I’m *that* kind of girl,
Yeah
