There are so many sides to every story And this is mine A dirty pair of hands sometimes has to come clean And now is the time I just couldn't see love's great defection Now it's flourishing in one dimension Love went over the wall Was it pushed or did it fall?
The official story was a 60/40 split Cut with a knife But now that I'm ghostwriting your autobiography This ought to be your life You wouldn't have to be a great detective To see the things you do to me are self-reflexive They bounce right back from me Cos I'm a human trampoline
Seem now, it's so hard to take Heart to hearts that were heart for heart's sake Now Cupid only watches darts Love is just the sum of its parts
Together we were a perfect circle I think that we should get back again I'll hold you close and we'll roll all the way Down to Lover's Lane We're just two sides of a vulgar fraction Waiting for a little love interaction When the borderline will fall Without you I mean half of nothing at all
Looking back it seems like fake Heart to hearts that were heart for hearts sake I should have known right from the start I want you know, I want the fake I learnt the laws and found it's just give and take (You give and I take) I've got the guts, I will restart And love is only the sum of its parts Love is the sum of its parts Yes it is.