verse 1nYou're lying to your diary, you're so creative so creativencatch me up, who's real this time?nam i a lie? am i a line? a pencil mark left outsidenthe thought processnChorusnwell maybe get your thinking back on trackni'm the tempo to your heart beat and you're the knife stuck in my backnmaybe get your spine to make its entranceni'm the rhythm to your taping feet and the melody behind your teethnVerse 2nyou're lying to your diary, it's getting good it's getting goodnbut oh no wait, which one am i?nam i a lie? am i a line? a pencil mark left outsidenthe thought processnChorusnVerse 3nYou're lying to your diary and i'm the ink i'm the inknmake me up in to something betternam i a lie? am i a line? a pencil mark left outsidenthe thought processnBridgen(i'm all ears and all goodbyes, i'm all ears. goodbye)ncareful now you're talking fast, but i'm all ears for the heart attacknyou're breaking me down, always breaking me downnn