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dear diary, september 1st, 1989

but i know, i know, i know, life can be beautiful
i pray, i pray, for a better way
we were kind before
we can be kind once more
we can be beautiful

if you lack the b_lls, you can go play dolls
let your mommy fix you a snack
wooh, oh, oh
or you could come smoke
pound some rum and coke
in my porsche with the quarter back
woh, oh, oh, woh, oh, woh, oh
honey, what’cha waiting for?
step into my candy store!
time for you to prove you’re not a loser anymore!
and step into my candy store

would you hold my hand?
and would you carry me through no man’s land?
it’s fine, if you don’t agree
but i would fight for you, if you would fight for me

i’ve been through ten highschools
they start to get blurry
no point planting roots
’cause you’re gone in a hurry
my dad keeps two suitcases packed in the den
so it’s only a matter of when
freeze your brain!
shatter your skull, fight pain with more pain
when the voice in your head says you’re better off dead
don’t open a vein

dad says act our age
you heard the man, it’s time to rage!
(crank the bass, turn out the light, ain’t n0body home tonight!)
drink, smoke, it’s all cool
let’s get wasted in my pool!
(fill that joint and roll it tight, ain’t n0body home tonight!)

the demon queen of highschool has decreed it
she says monday, eight am, i will be deleted
she’ll hunt me down in study hall
stuff and mount me on the wall
thirty hours to live, how shall i spend them?
i need it hard, i’m a dead girl walking!
i’m in your yard, i’m a dead girl walking
before they punch my clock
i’m snapping off your window lock
got no time to knock
i’m a dead girl walking

no one thinks a pretty girl has feelings
that’s the curse of popularity
(popularity)
i am more than shoulder pads and makeup!
no one sees the me inside of_

you make my b_lls so blue
they’re hanging sadly
you make my b_lls so blue
you hurt them badly
what did they do to you?
for you to hurt them so?
hide from me
they’re all beat up like a tacking dummy!

i worship you
i’d trade my life for yours
we’ll watch them dissapear
and plant our garden here
(we’ll plant our garden here!)
our love is god!
our love is god!

they were not dirty!
(oh, no)
they were not wrong
(not wrong!)
they were just two stray verses, in the lord’s great song!
my boys are h0m_s_xuals, and that don’t scare me none
i want the world to know
i love my dead g_y_

fine, we’re damaged
badly damaged
but that does not make us wise!
we’re not special
we’re not different
we don’t choose who lives or dies!
let’s be normal
see bad movies
sneak a beer, and watch tv
we’ll bake brownies
or go bowling
don’t you want a life with me?
can’t we be seventeen?
is that so hard to do?
if you could let me in
i could be good with you

deep inside of everyone, there’s a hot ball of shame
guilt, regret, anxiety
fears we dare not name
but if we show the ugly parts
that we hide away
they turn out to be beautiful, by the light of day!
why not shine, shine, shine a light?
on your deepest fears!
(let it sunlight, night)
and your pain will disappear!

i’m hugging my knees, and the captain is pointing
well, who made her captain!
still, the weakest must go
the tiniest lifeboat
full of people i know

ooh, ooh
there was a boy i knew in kindergarten
he was good at sports, said that i was smart
he was sweet and all the people liked him
and at nap time, once, we shared a mat

he, yo, westerberg
tell me what’s that sound?
here comes westerberg
comin’ to put you in the ground!
he, yo, westerberg
tell me what’s that sound?
westerberg will knock you out
and send you straight to h_ll!

you dropped me out like i was trash
for that i should be dead
but! but! but!
then it hit me like a flash
what if highschool went away instead?
those assh0l_s are the key!
they’re keeping you away from me!
they made you blind, messed up your mind
but i can set you free

i was meant to be yours
we were meant to be one
(oh, my god!)
i can’t do this alone!
(not this way!)
we must finish what we begun

i wanted someone strong who would protect me
i let his anger fester, and infect me
his solution is a lie
no one here deserves to die!
except for me
and the monster i created
yeah, yeah!

i am damaged, far too damaged
but you’re not beyond repair
stick around here, make things better
’cause you beat me fair and square
please stand back now
little further
don’t know what thing will do
hope you’d miss me
wish you’d kiss me
then you’d know i worship you

would you let me be your friend?
(my friend?)
we can be seventeen
we can learn how to chill
if no one loves me now, someday somebody will!
we’ll make it beautiful
beautiful, beautiful
beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!

- liana flores

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