Sticks & Stones

I'm a victim of your pain

But I have no one else to blame but me

There were choices guaranteed

I closed my eyes and turned the other cheek

Sticks and Stones may break my bones

But words will never hurt me so they say

Oh well yours hurt like hell

You don't own me I am free

I'll take the high road and pray that it takes me

Company loved misery

Until it chose to change the scenery

Sticks and Stones may break my bones

But words will never hurt me so they say

Oh well yours hurt like hell

I'm a fighter on the mend

And I will rise above the world you spin

You fail I wish you well

I wish you well

I'm letting go of you I'm letting go of me

I'm letting go of all the things

That hold me down emphatically

I'm letting go of time I'm letting go of space

I'm letting go of all the waste

I've carried to this place

Sticks and Stones may break my bones

But words will never hurt me so they say

Oh well yours hurt like hell

I'm a fighter to the end

I have rose above the world you spin

You fail I wish you well

I wish you well

I wish you well

I wish you well