Maybe I could stick my feet
In a wishing well
Pocket full of pennies
Maybe I could get some help
I got a hole in my heart
Like the holes in my jeans
I try to patch it up
With anything and everything
But it ain't working
So why do we believe
In every little thing
That rips us at the seams
Woah-oh we're the lucky ones
Woah-oh we're the lucky ones baby
Cause there's no such thing as chance
Gotta play what's in your hands
Woah-oh we're the lucky ones
Maybe I could bet my love
On a four leaf clover
The winter house
Then you know it's over
It's cold in my soul
Like it's cold outside
Cross my heart and hope to find
The love that lasts a lifetime
But I ain't there yet
So why do we keep
Giving hearts away
To things that only break
Woah-oh we're the lucky ones
Woah-oh we're the lucky ones baby
Cause there's no such thing as chance
Gotta play what's in your hands
Woah-oh
Ain't gonna live my life
By the roll of the dice, no
Ain't gonna live my life
By the roll of the dice
So why do we believe
In every little thing
That rips us at the seams
Woah-oh we're the lucky ones
Woah-oh we're the lucky ones little baby
Cause there's no such thing as chance
You gotta play what's in your hands
Woah-oh we're the lucky ones
Woah-oh we're the lucky ones
We're the lucky ones baby
Cause there's no such thing as chance
You gotta play what's in your hands
Woah, woah, no, no, no, no
Cause there's no such thing as chance
You gotta play what's in your hands
Woah, woah, no, no
No, no
Yeah, baby
Gotta play what's in your hands
Hey-ya
Little baby
So why, so why
So why do we believe
I said no, no, no
So why, so why
So why do we believe
Little baby
We're the lucky ones, little baby
Little baby