[Verse 1] I had the scene set perfectly The door, the look, the line You’d say the thing I always feared And I’d pretend I’d seen the signs I knew the way your voice would fall I knew the part where I would freeze I knew the ending word for word Before you ever spoke to me [Pre-Chorus] But then the room changed shape again The walls moved in my mind I crossed out one catastrophe And wrote a darker kind [Chorus] The worst script rewrites itself Every time I put it down New page, same ending New knife, same sound I cast you as the leaving I cast me as the blame Then wonder why I’m crying When no one called my name The worst script rewrites itself And I keep reading every line Like fear is just the future Arriving early in disguise [Verse 2] A pause becomes a paragraph A sigh becomes a storm A text that takes an hour back Means love is getting bored I make a trial out of tone A courtroom out of air I make you answer for a crime You haven’t done and weren’t aware [Pre-Chorus] And I know it isn’t fair To hand you words you never said But panic holds the pen too tight And writes in permanent red [Chorus] The worst script rewrites itself Every time I put it down New page, same ending New knife, same sound I cast you as the leaving I cast me as the blame Then wonder why I’m crying When no one called my name The worst script rewrites itself And I keep reading every line Like fear is just the future Arriving early in disguise [Bridge] What if nothing’s wrong? What if this is quiet? What if love can breathe Without becoming silence? What if I don’t have to solve The ending before it starts? What if I could miss a cue And still not lose your heart? I want to leave the page half blank I want to let the moment be I want to stop rehearsing pain Like it’s protecting me [Final Chorus] The worst script rewrites itself But I can set the paper down No page, no ending No knife, no sound You are not the leaving I am not the blame And not every quiet moment Is a fire with my name The worst script rewrites itself But I don’t have to call it true Fear can write a thousand endings I can write one too [Outro] So let the room stay quiet Let the ink dry where it fell I am not the story That my panic tried to tell.
