Dear Diary Songtext
von We Three

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 I 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 spent 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 LA, yeah
They said they were hoping that I was sorta gay
So they can 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 motherfuckin' years
But you still don′t say a word
It's like you′re just a fuckin' 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
That 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 ′em 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 fuckin' problem? He seemed to live through it
So I drank and I drank and I drank and I drank (Fuck)
That′s just one part of the story

I met a girl that should make you fucking worried
More than alcohol or more than fuckin' pills
'Cause every time I look at her, I get the fuckin′ 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
That 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 'em 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 motherfuckin' years (Dear)
But you still don′t say a word (Dear)
It's like you're just a fuckin′ page
Here to catch all my tears (Dear diary)
I′ve been talking to you for hours, maybe days
Maybe months or maybe motherfuckin' years
But you still don′t say a word
It's like you′re just a fuckin' page here to catch all my tears

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