In your diary...

I wonder if this is true
That i'm a page in you diary
Where you haved write about me

If i could put myself right beside you
Would you like that?
If you say this love was the last time
Would i like that?

NO!

Something it's not right
Something it's about to break
As I lie down
Sick and sore
Do you like that?

I can find a place your diary?
As I burn another page
So tell me how it should be

I know that it's a fine line betwen love and hate
And I don't mind
Just let me say
I know that
I know that

Desprate, I will crawl
Waiting for so long
No love, there is no love
I would die for anyone
What have I become?

Try to find out what makes you tick
As I look the other way
I still try to find my place in your diary.