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I had been hurt before, you see That's why no one had ever trusted me I stitched up my heart with a needle and thread And I was almost done before you got inside my head You blinded me, putting me under with your drugs Pulling out my heart's hasty repairs tug by tug Those few threads that barely held me there You wielded a knife, cut them without a care You can take your sticks and stones You broke me, you won, now it's time to go
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 11:31 AM UTC
Sticks and Stones
I had been hurt before, you see That's why no one had ever trusted me I stitched up my heart with a needle and thread And I was almost done before you got inside my head You blinded me, putting me under with your drugs Pulling out my heart's hasty repairs tug by tug Those few threads that barely held me there You wielded a knife, cut them without a care You can take your sticks and stones You broke me, you won, now it's time to go
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 11:31 AM UTC
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