Low Millions

Diary
I used a screwdriver I couldn't find the key I had to know your secrets The thoughts you keep from me I read how you resent me You even dreamed that I was dead You said, you thought that I'd look stunning With a bullet in my head It's too bizarre to believe You can't be talkin' ‘bout me That's the way I have to read it In your diary Now we can fight if you want to Unhappily ever after Or, you can just tell me To my face, if you think I'm such a bastard I knew you weren't happy Yeah but who'd of guessed of this To read that you were planning To betray me with a kiss You'll probably just leave me, and I'll fall apart Might as well just kill me Why don't you finish what you started From Letras Mania