Triangles are a shape
They are a symbol
They have three sides
You, her and I.
Three years, three sides
O how the time flies
What started off as just friends
Found us in a war zone of lovers
First she and I
Then my foolish heart wanted more
Complicated is the word
For you, her and I.
Three lives thousands of miles apart
Found each other in one familiar spot
Only to find
Three is a crowd at the best of times
Guilt, jealousy and heartache prevail
The one who is wanted feels like she is in jail
Fairy tale endings are a thing of the past
For you, her, and I.
