Couldn't you tell lies to me
Couldn't you say I'm pretty
Now that's enough
Tells me that
she hates the play ground
How can they hurt,
words are just sounds
So take your shot.
I don't want to see that
they're making it hard for me
At home I cry
Bet that you think that
you're on your own
And you've no one's hand to hold
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Wouldn't it be wrong
if we're all the same
Don't surrender
don't you change
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Hurt just a little
With all the mean words
they're ugly
Starting to see I'm lucky
And that's enough
I'd rather be alone in my world
I'd rather be the girl
that gets hurt
So take your shot
I don't want to see that
they're making it hard for me
At home I cry
Bet that you think that
you're on your own
And you've no one's hand to hold
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Wouldn't it be wrong
if we're all the same
Don't surrender don't you change
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Too young to buy
my own bottle of vodka
So I'd beg the driver
please I need another
How funny that
I was too young
for so many things
Yet you thought I'd cope
with being told I'm ugly
Over and over
I'd read it believe it
Said no to the shrink
I can fix me I think
I got friends in my head
they've got me on the mend
I am pretty in my mirror
easy to pretend
17 and thought that
I'd won the jackpot
Seems I didn't read
between the lines of this one
I can't think
why I could of made you
so, so angry
Your bullets
I don't feel them come on
and fire at me
Bet that you think that
you're on your own
And you've no one's hand to hold
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Wouldn't it be wrong
if we're all the same
Don't surrender don't you change
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Hurt just a little