Postcards

"I'm sorry", you say repeatedly, like that could change a thing
But really, you must know there's no forgiving you for that
And maybe one day, if our ways meet, it might just draw a smile
But really, can't you see? No reason good enough for that
You know I tried to make sense of it all, now I'm getting older
But I'm still wounded by it all, and yeah, I guess you are too
But I won't let you, I won't let you kick me when I'm down
Even though I believe I'm the root of all the jokes in this town
I won't stick your postcards to the wall like I used to
Even though your handwriting looks the same
No wonder no one here writes letters these days
'Cause words don't mean nothing anymore

I wonder how long you'll think of me as that one and only friend
I see you moving on, I doubt I'll ever love again
Not one creature since got close to me, inside, I'm only stone
And I can't shed the fear, it just spills out when I'm alone
You see, I tried to let go of it all, now I'm getting older
But I'm still reeling from it all and yeah, I suppose you are too
But I won't let you, I won't let you kick me when I'm down
Try as I might, still believe I'm the butt of all the jokes in this town
I won't stick your letters to the wall like I used to do
Even though your handwriting's still the same
No wonder no one here writes letters these days
'Cause words don't mean nothing anymore