From the recording The Cutting Room Floor
Lyrics
I don't need to fall at your feetJust cause you cut me to the boneAnd I won't miss the way that you kiss meWe were never carved in stone
And If I don't listen to the talk of the townThen maybe I can fool myselfI'll get over you I know I willI'll pretend my ships not sinkingAnd I'll tell myself I'm over youBecause I am the king of wishful thinkingBecause I am the king of wishful thinking
I refuse to give into my bluesThat's not how its gonna beAnd I deny the tears in my eyesI don't wanna let you see, no
That you had made a hole in my heartAnd now I've got to fool myselfI'll get over you I know I willI'll pretend my ships not sinkingAnd I'll tell myself I'm over you
Because I am the king of wishful thinking