Sticks And Stones (Early Version) - The Divine Comedy
You and I
Go together
Like the molar
And the drill
Flesh is weak
But darling we know
That the ego's
Weaker still
I've been hung
Drawn and quartered
Slowly slaughtered
Like a goat
By the tongue
Of a woman
Who just couldn't
Let it go
Sticks and stones may break my body
But words can tear me apart
So be careful what you tell me
Spare a thought for my heart
For my heart
Broken bones
Fuse together
Bruises never
Last for long
But once they're said
Words stay spoken
And hearts stay broken
From that moment on
Sticks and stones may break my body
But words can tear me apart
So be careful what you tell me
Spare a thought for my heart
Sticks and stones may break my body
But words can tear me apart
So be careful what you tell me
Spare a thought for my heart