I could live in my head Writing up a script of words that were never said Things that never happened to me But there are plenty more fish in the sea
I could go for a walk Pretend the sunshine on my skin could silence my thoughts And longings for what could be But that doesn't come so easily
I could drive myself mad Endlessly reliving moments we never had Painting brighter memories That can't match up to what's real, so I hold on to the past Hope that this won't last
I could live in my head Writing up a script of words that were never said Things that never happened to me But there are plenty more fish in the sea Plenty more fish in the sea