I don't need to fall at your feet just 'cause you cut me to the bone
And I won't miss the way that you kiss me
We were never carved in stone
If I don't listen to the talk of the town then maybe I can fool myself

I'll get over you
I know I will
I'll pretend my ship's not sinking
And I'll tell myself I'm over you 'cause I'm the king of wishful thinking
I am the king of wishful thinking