Broken

«Hello, how are ya, babe?»
It’s been a long, long time
I’ve only brought some stamps
Cigarettes and a bottle of wine
I know I’m probably the last person
That you wanted to hear from
But so much time has passed
I figured, «What the hell?»
Time heals all wounds
But the razors mark across my wrist
And it’s my blood that flows
So freely from this pen
For all the time we had the good
The bad, the in between
I’ll probably never know a better day
No, I never will
And when it fell apart
It broke my will, it broke my heart
Now I pass the time with cheap talk
Cheap wine and cheap thrills
Time heals nothing
But the scars across my hands and knees
And I’m afraid that I am crawling back again
Time heals nothing
It doesn’t heal a thing
It don’t heal time
Time don’t heal a thing
I’m not expecting you
To take me back or take me in
I know it’s far too gone for everything
To mean anything anymore
Maybe, just maybe I wanted to see
What’s become of you
Or maybe I just wanted to say goodbye