Sticks And Stones
Friday, April 29th, 2011
I liked you
You showed me
These calls must continue
Time is collapsing in my head
I built all the walls you can’t come in
You were the one that called me last
I highly doubt this thing will last
Chorus:
Sticks and stones, they hurt
When you shoot them through the phone
And you dragged my name through dirt





























































