Sticks And Stones Never Made Sense

Thought that I would shove everything aside
to shake your hand.
Barbed wire wouldn't come fast enough.

Why does your name leave a bad taste in my mouth
when it rolls off my tongue?

In your world, excuses mean everything.

Stitch me for days because
I keep splitting myself for--self for you.

Why does your face seem better on the floor?
Have you thought about death today?
Ask me, I'll help.

I keep splitting my.self.for.

You never knew me.
These are my last words,
not that it matters anymore.



Credits
Writer(s): Derek Miller, Christopher Hornbrook, Jeffrey Moreira, Ryan Primack
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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