Low Millions - Diary Lyrics
i used a screwdriveri couldnt find the keyi had to know your secretsthe thoughts you keep from mei read how you resent meyou even dreamed that i was deadyou said, you thought that id look stunningwith a bullet in my headooh, its too bizarre to believeooh, you cant be talkin bout methats the way i have to read itin your diarynow we can fight if you want tounhappily ever afteror, you can just tell meto my face, if you think im such a bastardi knew you werent happyyeah but whod have guessed of thisto read that you were planning to betray me with a kissooh, its too bizarre to believeooh, you cant be talkin bout mebut thats the way i have to read ityoull probably just leave me, and ill fall apartmight as well just kill mewhy dont you finish what you startedooh, its too bizarre to believeooh, you cant be talkin bout methats the way i have to read itin your diary