| Maybe I’ll never find someone |
| Maybe I’ll always the be one |
| Who watches everybody else find love |
| They must be right I must be wrong |
| Think I’ve been losing for the longest time |
| Was I just nothing all along |
| Is it social sadness |
| By design? |
| Only silence inside |
| So tell me it’s not over |
| I’m breaking quietly |
| I’ve been crossing my fingers and holding my breath |
| That she’s round the corner |
| But it’s not all happy endings |
| Life on silver screens |
| You can write all you want about love |
| Make it feel like it’s out there for you |
| But this ain’t California |
| Isn’t it funny how we think |
| Everyone else has got it so much better |
| But nobody knows anything |
| Maybe I’ll always gravitate |
| To people I will never be enough for |
| It’s a currency my heart can’t pay |
| Is it social sadness |
| By design? |
| Only silence inside |
| So tell me it’s not over |
| I’m breaking quietly |
| I’ve been crossing my fingers and holding my breath |
| That she’s round the corner |
| But it’s not all happy endings |
| Life on silver screens |
| You can write all you want about love |
| Make it feel like it’s out there for you |
| But this ain’t California |