
Date of issue: 10.11.2014
Song language: English
Sticks & Stones |
You got |
You got photographs hanging on your wall |
Of your friends and your cat they don’t seem nice at all |
And I just don’t know why I’m so into you |
And I’d like to get it but I just don’t see |
And I wonder what or if you think of me |
And how’d you deserve the thousand thoughts i waste on you |
So here is my heart, and here is my bones |
Back in the times of sticks and stones |
So call it a day, and call it a lie |
Call it a way to say goodbye |
And the days are long and I’m hanging round |
In my bed or kitchen and I keep writing songs |
About you and you and your stupid ways to act |
So you make me angry and you make me sad |
So I’ll just forget your number and forget what we had |
And I’ll never ever think of you again |
So here is my heart, and here is my bones |
Back in the times of sticks and stones |
So call it a day, and call it a lie |
Call it a way to say goodbye |
Give me something to hold on to |
Give me something i can do |
Give me something to rely on |
When I’m lost in a foolish girl like you |
So here is my heart, and here is my bones |
Back in the times of sticks and stones |
So call it a day, and call it a lie |
Call it a way to say goodbye |
Call it a way to say goodbye |
So here is my heart, and here is my bones |
Back in the times of sticks and stones |
So call it a day, and call it a lie |
Call it a way to say goodbye |
Call it a way to say goodbye |