1, 2, 3
There's one too many
It's not you
It's the other person
(Chorus)
Sat down across from me one evening
Handsome as a stranger
We exchanged a glance
and now I want to exchange you
1, 2, 3
It was better just being two
Eyes in each other's eyes.
But not two without three
I want to live without you
or everything becomes disturbed
I ran into his twin in the twist of the streets
When I'm in your arms
I see no one else but him
(Chorus x2)
I want to exchange you
1, 2, 3
My sun, it was you
I was lost
3, 2, 1
It's three times better all alone
without anything to settle
and then two losses
10 gains
10 gains (*kind of like there's more fish in the sea, or when one door closes, another opens, obviously all in terms of lovers and flings)