Iâm just getting over this My fingers are arguing over which One of them gets to climb down your wrist
Introduce themselves to yours first I try to make sense of this Cause my lips are starting to make a list Of all of the things that they seem to have missed Before the day that they met yours
Oh but, how many lives have we How many lives have we How many lives have we led
Youâre just getting over him Your eyes are shining But oh so die I heard he tore you apart limb from limb You promise it wasnât the worst
And I hope thereâs enough for you
Cause my love is bleeding and slightly bruised You be the page and then Iâll be the glue Come here, Iâll show you it hurts
Forget all the times that you sat felt sorry for yourself Cause thatâs done I hope that youâre falling for me and not just for my wealth Cause thereâs none My heartâs speeding up so I think that we should take it slow Oh no, I Think we should try to see just how far this thing can go Oh, oh
Iâm just getting over her
Itâs funny cause I thought I was so sure You be the patient and Iâll be the cure Ainât that just the way that it goes
Oh but, how many lives have we How many lives have we How many lives have we led