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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
