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Teenage Girl Diary

Eileen Alister

You must think high of yourself
To think you could break a heart you never had

He calls himself the city of love
Thinks that my world revolves around us
That he's the lead role in my story
He came for fun, now he adores me

You must think high of yourself
To think you could break a heart you never had

He thinks that he's special, the best one to me
But he's never mentioned in my diary
He thinks my world crumbles whenever he leaves
Here comes the plot twist, here comes the I-I-irony
You're irrelevant if your name is not in a teenage girl's di-I-iary
You can't be dead to me, if you don't make sense to me

Who's he to think that I'll fall for fools?
You can't win the game if I change the rules
The diamonds and jewels don't make you a cool guy
I thought I could like you, that was a white lie

You must think high of yourself
To think you could break a heart you never had

He thinks that he's special, the best one to me
But he's never mentioned in my diary
He thinks my world crumbles whenever he leaves
Here comes the plot twist, here comes the I-I-irony
You're irrelevant if your name is not in a teenage girl's di-I-iary
You can't be dead to me, if you don't make sense to me

Not in my diary, not on my bedroom wall
The higher you think of yourself, the higher you fall
Movie star hair, old Hollywood flick, New York City smile
Falling for douchebags is out of style

He thinks that he's special, the best one to me (oh, but he wasn't)
But he's never mentioned in my diary
He thinks my world crumbles whenever he leaves (oh, but it didn't)
Here comes the plot twist, here comes the I-I-irony (it's so ironic)
You're irrelevant if your name is not in a
(He was never) teenage girl's di-I-iary (like, never)
You can't be dead to me, if you don't make sense to me

Mm, bye

Composição: Severin Häne, Eileen Siegenthaler