I'm just getting over this My fingers are arguing over which One of them gets to climb down your wrist Duce 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? You're just getting over him Your eyes are shining But, oh, so dim I heard he tore you apart limb from limb You promise it wasn't the worst And I hope there's enough for you 'Cause my love is bleeding and slightly bruised You be the page and then I'll be the glue Come here, I'll show you it hurts Forget all the times that you sat felt sorry for yourself 'Cause that's done I hope that you're falling for me and not just for my wealth 'Cause there's none My heart's 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 I'm just getting over her It's funny, 'cause I thought I was so sure You be the patient and I'll be the cure Ain't 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?