They say that time heals all wounds,
But that doesn't mean I don't remember being wounded.

Cut to the bone and strung out on the rack,
I stitched myself back together and mended what you left broken.

Did you really expect me to let the bull back into the shop?

If I were to be wounded again,
the fault would not be with you.

And that's a cut I don't think I  could survive.