Sticks and Stones

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words may shape me
I'm not crazy
Stuck in bed or in my head
A road not taken
Left me shaken

All is lost, and what's the cost?
You state it plainly
And change me greatly
Know your part, and steal my heart
You're safe in keeping
Just as fleeting

Oh, we'll work it out (we'll work it out)
We'll work it out (we'll work it out)
We'll work it out (we'll work it out)
We'll work it out (we'll work it out)

Whoa, it's over now
The world keeps turning
I'm still burning out
Yeah, the time has come but
I'm still here, and you're just having fun

Whoa, it's over now
The world keeps spinning
I'm still tearing up
Yeah, only time will tell but
You're still kicking
While I'm just stuck in
Hell

(Ohh) we're too wise, no compromise
You hold her steady
When you're ready
Leaps and bounds, my sordid frowns
Your head to hammer
Did I stammer?
When it's clear, I grind your gears
I'm dearly parted, and barely started
And wounded cries and blinded eyes
You feel the breeze dispense with ease

Yo, we'll work it out (we'll work it out)
We'll work it out (we'll work it out)
We'll work it out (we'll work it out)
We'll work it out (we'll work it out)

Whoa, it's over now
The world keeps turning
I'm still burning out
Yeah, the time has come but
I'm still here and you're just having fun

Whoa, it's over now
The world keeps spinning
I'm still tearing up
Yeah, only time will tell but
You're still kicking
While I'm just stuck in
Hell



Credits
Writer(s): Asher Putnam
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