Sticks and Stones, Girl

(This is...)

Here I am, hardly breathing in at all
I cough when I can and that's about all
I am this man and though I turn the tape
To a happier song, my face can't find a smile
'Cause it's been looking too long

You arrive like a locust swarm
You devastated me and now when you leave the room
My heart, head, hands and all forms
Go from red hot blood to bone dry and lukewarm

You're the sticks and stones, girl
You're the fire and flames
I might be half-dead and half-born, girl
But whales start singing when I hear your name

I'm heaped with hate like acid rain
Nothing can restrain the loathing and disgust I have
And there is no one I distrust more
Than the happy whores who buy and trade, crawling on all fours
Backwards into holes, and fires that wealth and self-congratulations made

You're the sticks and stones, girl
You're the fire and flames
If I'm lookkin' out at rain, girl
You're the umbrella, you're the drain

You're the sticks and stones, girl
You're the fire and flames
You're the punishment, the pleasure
The employment and the leisure
You're the sweet conversation and the cutting names

Heart, head, hands and all forms
Went from red hot blood to bone dry and lukewarn
Whales stopped singing and the ships were bringing in
Toadstools and moss instead of sugarbeet and corn
All the girls in the world were distorted and deformed
When the first leech was let loose
And my jealousy was born

You're the sticks and stones, girl
You're the fire and flames
You're the sticks and stones, girl
You're the fire and flames

You're the sticks and stones, girl
You're the fire and flames
You're the sticks and stones, girl
You're the fire and flames

You're the sticks and stones, girl
You're the fire and flames
You're the sticks and stones, girl
You're the fire and flames