I read your book
 And I find it strange
 That I know that girl and I know her world
 little too well
 And I didn't know
 By giving my hand
 That I would be written down, sliced around,
 Passed down
 Among strangers hands
 
Three days in Rome
 Where do we go
 I'll always remember
 Three days in Rome
 
Never again
 Would I see your face
 You carry a pen and a paper
 and no time and words you waste
 Oh...You're a voyeur
 The worst kind of thief
 To take what happened to us
 To write down everything that went on
 Between you and me
 
Three days in Rome
 And I stand alone
 I'll always remember
 Three days in Rome

And what do I get 
Do I get revenge?
 While you let all out 
Without any doubt
 Of how this would end
 Sometimes it goes 
And sometimes [bad word]  To learn by mistake 
That the love you once made
 Can't be undone
 
Three days in Rome
 I laid my heart out
 I laid my soul down alone
 I'll always remember
 Three days in Rome