God this is hard, you've had no sleep,nYou've thought of nothing else for weeksnYou begin your lines, you thumble with your pursennIt's been eating you,nYou don't know what to donAnd your lie, only made it worsenn(Pre-chorus)nYou can't expect him to understandnHe's not a saint, he's just a mannAnd you know,nThat you can't change what you didnn(Chorus)nBut if you have forty livesnYou get it right by the thirty-ninthnAs it is, nAll that you could asknAll this will passnn(End of Chorus)nnGod, you wish like hellnYou hadn't done it and you tellnHim, how much you regret itnnBut you're talking to yourselfnYou're as lonely and as desperate as anKettle boiling, with no there to get itnn(Pre-chorus)nAll the words, you meant to saynHad in the air and flown awaynAnd vanished, nInto the end of the dying daynn(Chorus)nBut if you have forty lives,nYou get it right by the thirty-ninthnAnd as it is,nAll that that you could asknAll this will passnn(Bridge/solo)nOh aaahh aah aah aah aah ahnOh aaahh aah aah aah aah ahnnOh aaahh aah aah aah aah ah nOh aaahh aah aah aah aah ah nOh aaahh aah aah aah aah aah nn(Pre-chorus)nAnd if only I had've stayed,nAnd if only had been there rainnAnd it's funny,nWhat a difference then that it makesnn(Chorus)nBut if you have forty lives,nYou get it right by the thirty-ninthnAnd as it is,nAll that that you could asknAll this will pass