It's all too simplento say those three little wordsnthat ones that lose their meaningnas time goes bynnBut you always meant itnand I never meant itnAnd now we both want outnnAnd I wish that I could take back everythingnStart again, it'll be three years this SpringnBut that's okaynwe've both changednnHere's to the roads that we'll never takenAnd here's to the promises we swore we'd never breaknAnd here's to those months, and all of those daysnHere's to how we used to bennAnd I wish that I could take back everythingnStart again, it'll be three years this SpringnTime to mend these severed tiesnAnd begin all over again