Sticks and Stones

We used to share a lover's dictionary
We used to spend our evenings, conjugating all night long
But now you've gone and torn out all the pages
And you didn't leave a couple for this song

Sticks and stones, sticks and stones
If you want to do some damage, tell a man why he's alone
Tell him all the reasons he's not welcome in his home
I wish you were only throwing sticks and stones

You point out all the antonyms for passion
You're painting me a picture, using some pretty colorful words
You said you care, that's why you're being honest
And that not one brutal truth should go unheard

(Oh)
Sticks and stones, sticks and stones
You toss a casual criticism, and cut him to the bone
You really want to twist the knife, just leave it on his phone
I wish you were only throwing sticks and stones

If anyone tries telling you that words can never hurt you
They've never caught a lover in a lie
Or known the devastation of that late night conversation
Where both sides are left bleeding with goodbye

(So)
Sticks and stones, sticks and stones
If you want to do some damage, tell a man why he's alone
Tell him all the reasons he's not welcome in his home
I wish you were only throwing sticks and stones
(Oh)