Time Don’t Heal A Thing (Sheer Terror) — текст песни (Kill Your Idols)

"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….