As a habit, I stare into the sky afraid of what I might miss
It's weird isn't it - how it is?
And I swear, the gap looked so much smaller before I leapt
It happened again

I can be your pretty little dear diary
You can tell me all your secrets
I'm being honest when I promise that I'll never say a thing
You can tell me all your regrets

Just so you know, yeah the amount you try to like is the amount of which you don't
I was hoping you won't, anyway
I don't care, yeah I'm hanging round down and out in albion
I'll be on my way

I can be your pretty little dear diary
You can tell me all your secrets
I'm being honest when I promise that I'll never say a thing
You can tell me all your regrets