Sticks and stones break my bones
Your words hurt me
I run with scissors, I step on cracks
But the last thing I need is to take you back
I could have married a King\'s son;
but instead I found you
You loved another,
but I never knew
All the King\'s gold
Decreed the man in the moon
will all be yours one day
should I not stay
Your words put a dagger in my heart
and you weren\'t even smart
When you said that you quit us
because I\'m old
You threw
Sticks and Stones
I cried, I pleaded
saying that you can\'t leave us
And asked, \"What about
our pledge of trust ?\"
You were cold and
simply said that I am old
You threw
Sticks and Stones
Now you say that you want me back
But, as you said....I\'m old
The tables have turned
and if truth be told;
You can have the young girl with hair of black
So, don\'t even bother to unpack
I\'m going to let her pick up the slack
And have you so I can dodge your
Sticks and Stones
Good luck, old man...
you will need it
When the day comes that you
will have to dodge HER
Sticks and Stones