sticks and stones

Were you lying awake, staring up at the ceiling?
Or was it only me who had trouble sleeping?
Did you feel any pain when the words came out easy?
In the heat of the moment, you left me freezing

I'm picking through the mess that we made
And I put your broken pieces in place
But I can't put back the things that you said

I've been told, it's sticks and stones
That break your bones
But it's the words you throw that hurt the most
That hurt the most

I've been told, it's sticks and stones
That leave you broke
But it's the words you throw that hurt the most
So I'll take the sticks and stones
So I'll take the sticks and stones

Your walls are too high for me to even climb up
They don't make any ladders that take me that high up
And your feelings are buried so deep, I can't find them
Guess I'll start digging, keep on forgiving
'Til somebody gives in

I'm picking through the mess that we made
And I put your broken pieces in place
But I can't put back the things that you said

I've been told, it's sticks and stones
That break your bones
But it's the words you throw that hurt the most
That hurt the most

I've been told, it's sticks and stones
That leave you broke
But it's the words you throw that hurt the most
So I'll take the sticks and stones
So I'll take the sticks and stones

I've been told, it's sticks and stones
That break your bones
But it's the words you throw that hurt the most
That hurt the most

I've been told it's sticks and stones (sticks and stones)
That leave you broke
But it's the words you throw
That hurt the most (that hurt the most)
So I'll take the sticks and stones (stones)
So I'll take the sticks and stones (stones)

Were you lying awake, staring up at the ceiling?
Or was it only me who had trouble sleeping?



Credits
Writer(s): Jackson Henry Foote, Alma Goodman, Dylan Conrique
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