sticks and stones 

may break your bones but his words can't hurt you anymore

but it never bothered him before when he used to make the room spin round


he is responsible for every headache that you get

he is the cut inside your mouth that never heals

he is the rope that ties you down

he is the one that keeps you here

he is the thorn in your side

he is the romance in your life


your eyes look like the blue skies

that turn to gray

tears swell up round your nose and

blood on your shirt

tell my why you think that it's ok

it's not alright

to let him treat you this way


breathe please swallow and digest

that snake bit off more than he can chew

does this sound familiar

does this sound like you


but you are far too gracious 

to waste your life with him

the sparkle in your eyes 

becomes the darkness in the night


I am the knife that cuts you free

I am the key that lets you out

I am the gauze that heals your wounds

and I pray this pen won't fail me now


your eyes look like the blue skies

that turn to gray

tears swell up round your nose and

blood on your shirt

tell my why you think that it's ok

it's not alright

to let him treat you this way


breathe deep close your eyes self-esteem runs low

whisper something in my ears that I don't know

just to write this letter saying nothings alright

you'll get through my darling you'll get through tonight


making snow angels in broken glass

hope that he falls into a heart attack

to hell with you I'm done with feeling sorry

to hell with yourself she's had enough

to hell with yourself

it's over and over

tomorrow will let you go

it's over and over

tomorrow will bring you hope