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I had my first kiss outside of that church on the hill
We didn't use no tongue she gave me a three out of ten
And thought that was really generous
But let's be real she was shit at kissing too
We got married just to get divorced later
We said forever, I'll spend most of it without her
I don't feel the same, or look the same, or sound the same no more
And she don't either

I met these boys in L.A., yeah
They said they were hoping that I was sorta gay
Said they could buy me a drink yeah

'Cause aren't we all a little bi, bisexual

Oh Jesus Christ
I met a girl that makes me wanna have kids
We never saw quite eye to eye
Dear diary, tell me what the fuck I did

I've been talking to you for hours, maybe days, maybe months or maybe mother fucking years
But you still don't say a word it's like you're just a fucking page here to catch all my tears

Dear diary, you've taken all my pride
You've twisted all my words, made you tell me what's inside of me
It was supposed to be a secret
But I guess you couldn't keep it
Now everybody knows tell me who else could have leaked it

How'd they know to call me when it's three in the morning?
I was so stealth while you were giving them a warning
Maybe it was me drinking too much G&T
Oh dear, dear, dear diary

I first got drunk when I knew that I shouldn't
I was sixteen years old but I saw my daddy do it
But what's the fucking problem he seemed to live through it
So I drank and I drank and I drank through it
That's just one part of the story
I met a girl that should make you fucking worried
More than alcohol and more than fucking pills
'Cause every time I look at her I get the fucking chills
Like she's some kind of God (Goddamn)

And I don't wanna lose her
I know I've tried to say bye to her
I really couldn't tell you why
It's so typical

Oh Jesus Christ
I met a girl that makes me wish I never did
Maybe that's the kind of girl that I should be marrying
Dear diary, tell me what the fuck I'm doing

Dear diary, you've taken all my pride
You've twisted all my words, made you tell me what's inside of me
It was supposed to be a secret but I guess you couldn't keep it
Now everybody knows tell me who else could have leaked it

How'd they know to call me when it's three in the morning?
I was so stealth while you were giving them a warning
Maybe it was me drinking too much G&T
Oh dear, dear, dear diary

I've been talking to you for hours, maybe days, maybe months or maybe mother fucking years (Dear)
But you still don't say a word it's like you're just a fucking page here to catch all my tears
Dear diary, yeah

I've been talking to you for hours, maybe days, maybe months or maybe mother fucking years
But you still don't say a word it's like you're just a fucking page here to catch all my tears

I've been talking to you for hours, maybe days, maybe months or maybe mother fucking years
But you still don't say a word it's like you're just a fucking page here to catch all my tears
Dear diary

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