sticks and stones
may break your bones but his words can't hurt you
anymore
but it never bothered him before when he used to make
the room spin round

he is responsible for every headache that you get
he is the cut inside your mouth that never heals
he is the rope that ties you down
he is the one that keeps you here
he is the thorn in your side
he is the romance in your life

your eyes look like the blue skies
that turn to gray
tears swell up round your nose and
blood on your shirt
tell my why you think that it's ok
it's not alright
to let him treat you this way

breathe please swallow and digest
that snake bit off more than he can chew
does this sound familiar
does this sound like you

but you are far too gracious
to waste your life with him
the sparkle in your eyes
becomes the darkness in the night

I am the knife that cuts you free
I am the key that lets you out
I am the gauze that heals your wounds
and I pray this pen won't fail me now

your eyes look like the blue skies
that turn to gray
tears swell up round your nose and
blood on your shirt
tell my why you think that it's ok
it's not alright
to let him treat you this way

breathe deep close your eyes self-esteem runs low
whisper something in my ears that I don't know
just to write this letter saying nothings alright
you'll get through my darling you'll get through
tonight

making snow angels in broken glass
hope that he falls into a heart attack
to hell with you I'm done with feeling sorry
to hell with yourself she's had enough
to hell with yourself
it's over and over
tomorrow will let you go
it's over and over
tomorrow will bring you hope