Dear Diary


There is a guy that I think you all know
Quite immature, and his I.Q. is quite low
But just look at the joy and the love in his heart
Well, maybe he’s worth all this falling apart

He is loyal and courageous; well, for most of the time
Then he’ll say something that gives you a sign
That his manners and tact are not quite up to par
The train of his thought does not go very far

Dear Diary, what am I doing?
He is dumb and a child
But then once in a while
He’ll say something

Dear Diary, we were just friends
But somehow that all changed
My whole life rearranged
What is this feeling?

What is this feeling?
(Come on!)
What is this feeling?
Ooh, yeah

When we were younger, we did nothing but fight
Didn’t even stop to see that no one was right
He was stubborn and pushy — but then, so was I
Well, maybe there’s something that we need to try

What is happening now isn’t quite what I planned
Is it just me, or does he understand
That I look at him now in a whole different light?
I really should tell him, but instead I just write

Dear Diary (Diary), what am I doing?
He is dumb and a child
But then once in a while
He’ll say something

Dear Diary, we were just friends
But somehow that all changed
My whole life rearranged
What is this feeling?

Ooh, yeah

Dear Diary, what am I doing?
He is dumb and a child
But then once in a while
He’ll say something

Dear Diary, we were just friends
But somehow that all changed
My whole life rearranged
What is this feeling?

What is this feeling?

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