And in a rush it all comes crashing back
The pounding fury, the anger boiling over from the soup-pot of my mind
What the hell have you done to her?
And how could I let myself forget
That you took the heart of my best friend
And tore it to shreds?
Did I just think that glossing over these cracks
Would make them disappear?
They are far too deep for that
Did I, in my selfishness
Not remember that even now
She is halfway across the world?
From what you've done to her
They say time heals every wound
But this one's still fresh.