Sticks and Stones

Sticks and Stones ~ Wes King


One time or another everyone I've known has taken a beating
From these sticks and stones
Well they're words with sharp edges hurled at the heart
By tongues of fire they tear you apart

Sticks and stones
Condescending tones
Bruise the spirit and break the bones
Read these tombstones, cause of death unknown
Words that kill are
Sticks and stones

I must admit my skin is thin
Words like these can make my heart cave in
Well, they'll tear me apart
Make me feel alone
Would you stop throwing these sticks and stones

Sticks and stones and
Condescending tones
Bruise my spirit, and break my bones
Read these tombstones, cause of death unknown
Words that kill are
Sticks and stones

O be careful little mouth what you say

O be careful little mouth what you say

For the Father up above

Is looking down in love

So, be careful little mouth what you say