Thanks a lot, Shakespeare
Where's my Juliet?
Books have set my standards high
I guess my type is non-existent
My dumb ideas fool me again
Always lose myself in words in which I'm not holding the pen, oh
But now I'm done with pretending
I don't need happy endings anymore
Oh yeah, I'm tired of falling
Oh yeah, for someone else's story
'Cause he gets the girl and I get paper-cuts
I guess it's time to write my own personal version of love
Said it's just a script
Faces on a screen
Yet I'm in love with how in love they sound when all they are is acting
It's unrealistic
They're way too good looking
Can't use their dialogue might come off odd 'cause I'm no Ryan Gosling, oh
Don't need those sappy movies
Fairytales they don't suit me anymore
Oh yeah, I'm tired of falling
Oh yeah, for someone else's story
'Cause he gets the girl and I get ticket stubs
I guess it's time to write my own personal version of love
My own personal version of love
My own personal version of love
I'm tired of the fiction
All of the chick flicks
I want my own "Love Actually"
'Cause who says that romance can't happen to me?
Oh yeah, I'm tired of falling
Oh yeah, for someone else's story
Oh yeah, I'm tired of falling
Oh yeah, for someone else's story
I won't need one book to read, or one movie to see
'Cause I'll have the one
But before that I need to write
My own personal version of love
My own personal version of love
My own personal version of love
My own personal version of love
My own personal version of love