Story Of The Year - Burning Years

It’s not what you will say
It’s what you have done
To let this come between us
You're right, without a fight
It might be worth it to you
And in the process, gotten to me

I think that nothing can fly with this broken wing
There's so much to hold on to now
Nothing can fly with this broken wing
So, here’s a gift, in this feather

You've gone too far
I'm not standing alone
Let’s sort this out together
You're right, without a fight
This might be worth it to you
But i can't take this anymore

I think that nothing can fly with this broken wing
There's so much to hold on to now
Nothing can fly with this broken wing
So, here’s a gift, in this feather

>From this house of our friendship
Shut the door and light the match
Throw behind you
Walk away

You burn it town
These ashes burn

I think that nothing can fly with this broken wing
There's so much to hold on to now
Nothing can fly with this broken wing
So, here’s a gift, in this feather