After five years.
Oh, all the times I'd go back,
And tell you just how beautiful you are.
Oh babe, don't think this is for you,
This is for your infamy,
Decaying my own from inside me.
After five years.
Don't tell me it's unfair, that you'd never asked for this.
Don't tell me you think he cares, he'll have your moods written longer,
Then you'll let our lips to kiss.
Who would have guessed, after Five Years,
Manipulating your attractions,
Would leave my heart so quickly quenched like this.