Three years is a long, long time
Your heart beats close to mine
There's no wrong or right
When it breaks; it breaks so miserably
I'm leaving constantly
You always said that "I feel dead, nothing left for me"
The writing on the wall
These words that I can't read
I refuse to let this bury me
Three years were the best of times
A time of sacrifice
There's no wrong or right
When it breaks; it breaks so miserably
My world got in the way
I've paid the price
The constant lies, opened up my eyes
The writing on the wall
the words that I can't read
I think about you constantly
I refuse to let this bury me
--From Three Years by Ignite
