You went up the Sacre Couer
With tears in your eyes
After we danced all night in Paris
And you said everybody dies
So I told you all these lies
About butterflies
And what happens when stars collide
About how going up means coming down
About how that means we're alive
There's a lot to be happy about
There's a lot to be happy about
Like this kiss
Like your lips
It's like you told me
There's a lot to be happy about
So we spent the summer together
And some of the winter too
Shaving our heads and swapping beds
And telling each other
About sex and hope
And what happens in all the books
About how going up means coming down
About how there's so much
There's a lot to be happy about
There's a lot to be happy about
Like this kiss
Like your lips
It's like you told me
There's a lot to be happy about
We have to live, we have to live somehow!
We have to live, we have to live somehow!
There's a lot to be happy about
There's a lot to be happy about
Like this kiss
Like your lips
It's like you told me
There's a lot to be happy about
To be happy about
To be happy about
To be happy about
To be happy about"