You were never out of time
You’re the pages the spine
No memories like mine old and twisted
There’s a tear line on your face so clearly out of place
Cuz I’ve never seen you crying nor even frown
I’m just thinking about the three of us
I’m just thinking about three
I was wondering if three could work maybe
And we get around to loving almost everything
If I could be two people instead of just me
When I’m bent out of shape the other me would be free
Nothing would be broken because nothing would be thrown
If I could be two people I could never be alone
I’m just thinking about the three of us
I’m just thinking about three
I was wondering if three could work maybe
And we get around to loving almost everything