Dear Diary

Intro — WHISPERED, GLITCHED

Dear diary...

Don't read this.

Actually—

Whatever.

You already know.

Verse 1 — SOFT, DIGITAL

September 3rd, you called me late

Said, "Promise me we're gonna stay the same"

I wrote it down in glitter pen

Like stupid little promises don't end

September 18th, you stopped replying

I kept checking, kept denying

Typed "Are you okay?" then erased it twice

Funny how silence can sound so loud at night

Pre-Chorus — BUILDING

Page after page, I changed the story

Made you the villain, made me the sorry

But if I'm honest, between these lines

I think we both knew we were out of time

CHORUS — EXPLOSIVE HYPERPOP

DEAR DIARY, DELETE THIS!

I don't wanna read it when I'm older

DEAR DIARY, KEEP THIS!

'Cause I know I'll wanna lie when it's over

We were fire, we were static

We were something automatic

Now your name's underneath the black ink

And I still don't know what to think

DEAR DIARY—

DELETE THIS!

DELETE THIS!

DELETE THIS!

POST-CHORUS — GLITCHED

404, feelings not found

404, you don't come around

Page reload, I lose my mind

CTRL+Z but I can't rewind

Verse 2 — MORE AGGRESSIVE

October 2nd, I saw your name

On somebody else's story, looking okay

And I laughed like I didn't care

Then stared at the screen like I'd find you there

October 9th, ripped out a page

But the words stayed stuck inside my brain

Maybe I wasn't mad at you

Maybe I was mad that I still wanted you

Pre-Chorus — HIGH, EMOTIONAL

Page after page, I'm getting closer

To saying the things I never told ya

If this is where the story dies

At least I know I didn't rewrite the lies

CHORUS — EXPLOSIVE

DEAR DIARY, DELETE THIS!

I don't wanna read it when I'm older

DEAR DIARY, KEEP THIS!

'Cause I know I'll wanna lie when it's over

We were fire, we were static

We were something automatic

Now your name's underneath the black ink

And I finally know what I think

DEAR DIARY—

DELETE THIS!

DELETE THIS!

DELETE THIS!

BRIDGE — PHONE RECORDING / SPOKEN

November 11th.

I think I'm okay.

No—

I think I'm gonna be okay.

That's different.

FINAL CHORUS — HUGE, CHAOTIC

DEAR DIARY, KEEP THIS!

Let it hurt, I don't care anymore

DEAR DIARY, KEEP THIS!

I'm not waiting by the door

We were fire, we were static

We were young and kinda tragic

But your name isn't mine to carry

So goodbye—

Dear diary.

OUTRO — GLITCHING, FADING

Page closed.

Ink dry.

Goodnight.