Dear, dear diary, where to start?
I think I suffer from a troubled heart
Let me share my theories,
First of all, I doubt myself
Second one is that I tend to dwell
Third is I'm lonely as hell
It really took me all this time
To confess my mental crimes
But I think I'm ready now
So let me introduce you to my mind
Let's count in one, two, three
Not smart, not pretty like a star
Not small, not skinny like a dog
Mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
I get anxious when I alcohol
Or don't you care at all?
All they ever say is to love yourself
I know they can feel it too,
I'm sorry it took me all this time
To confess my mental highs
But I think I'm ready now
So let me introduce you to my mind
Let's count in one, two, three
Not smart, not pretty like a star
Let's count in one, two, three
Not small, not skinny like a dog
Don't know where to start
It's like they're crawling
Feed off my confidence again
Let's count in one, two, three
Not smart, not pretty like a star
Let's count in one, two, three
Not small, not skinny like a dog
Not sleek, not rough, not nearly good enough
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