I'm counting down from hundred, trying to avoid All of my unlucky number's hiding in the row While the tap is dripping, predicting what will be And even numbers scare me, they even set me free Chorus :It's funny when you think about it how coincidenceRulesIt's funny when you think about your lifeYou could have another fateYou could be another placeIf you turned right, you turn leftOr if you just walked out ahead I'm counting all the crooked cracks, running thruMy floorLike tiny canyons showing me how to find your doorWhile a bell is counting out what destiny willSayMore than eight I'll call you, less I call it a day (back to chorus) Bridge :If I had never met youSurely I'd be someone elseLess I'm good, less I'm badLess the strangest love I ever had Just think about, think about it ooohhYou could have another fate, you could haveAnother fateCounting down from hundred, counting downIt's funny when you think about it, howCoincidence rulesIt's funny when you think about your life