What more was it that I could be [is you believe in me]
[The year two-thousand]
I'll be back on the dole
single but free
The best we'll ever be
You're love
Oh Im alone in your room
There on the floor, there's a little black book
You left it there on the floor
You left it and I opened it
Your diary, Your diary, it's open and inviting me back
Why you loved him
He asking you why you loved him
He asking you why you loved him
But you couldn't say why you loved him
But he gave you a list
Of all the reasons why he did
And you couldn't reply
But you could say that you did
Your diary
Your diary its open and inviting me back
Your diary,
Your diary, it's open and inviting me back
His lips like petals
Unfurling from a bud
I could have ripped page and petals
Ripped to the blood
But I didn't and don't
Want you ever to read
Any diary of mine
And word I may leave
Your diary, Your diary, it's open and inviting me back
Your diary, Your diary, it's open and inviting me back
Your diary, Your diary, it's open and inviting me back
Your diary, Your diary, it's open and inviting me back
FRANZ FERDINAND
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27 de Junho de 2008,
por volta de 19:00
Segredo é segredo!
E melhor continuar sendo...
Parece lógico. A curiosidade e a falta de pudor é que não são.
Se estiver escrito um "eu te amo" e a dedicatória não for pra você, ou pra quem você gostaria que fosse ...do que adianta?
Agora você que ganhou um segredo a mais pra guardar...
Pra fente disso não dá pra ler, volta pro lugar...
mas agora a gaveta grita! O segredo pede pra ser completamente revelado!
Você vai querer ler mais um pedacinho, e vai se sentir ainda pior...
