Lyric The Sound Of Your Goodbye
Girl, I ve got scars and I ve seen stars
From men nearly twice my size
Yeah, life s sticks and stones have broke a few bones
But I ve always survived
So when I take a look at all I ve took
It don t seem right to me
How a little bitty woman with just a few words
Come bring me to my knees
Sticks and stones wouldn t hurt a bit
Compared to the cold, cruel words that just leave your lips
I d rather you pick up a rock, a stick full of thorns
Rear back and let em fly
Cause those sticks wouldn t cut, stones hurt as much
As the sound of your goodbye
Yeah, I know I m the reason you re leavin
I m to blame sure enough
It s like you say there ain t a woman made
That can live without true love
So if it s too late to set things straight
And there s no forgivin me
Then don t say nothin, just pick you up somethin
That ll end this misery.
Sticks and stones wouldn t hurt a bit
Compared to the cold, cruel words that just leave your lips
I d rather you pick up a rock, a stick full of thorns
Rear back and let em fly
Cause those sticks wouldn t cut, stones hurt as much
As the sound of your goodbye
From men nearly twice my size
Yeah, life s sticks and stones have broke a few bones
But I ve always survived
So when I take a look at all I ve took
It don t seem right to me
How a little bitty woman with just a few words
Come bring me to my knees
Sticks and stones wouldn t hurt a bit
Compared to the cold, cruel words that just leave your lips
I d rather you pick up a rock, a stick full of thorns
Rear back and let em fly
Cause those sticks wouldn t cut, stones hurt as much
As the sound of your goodbye
Yeah, I know I m the reason you re leavin
I m to blame sure enough
It s like you say there ain t a woman made
That can live without true love
So if it s too late to set things straight
And there s no forgivin me
Then don t say nothin, just pick you up somethin
That ll end this misery.
Sticks and stones wouldn t hurt a bit
Compared to the cold, cruel words that just leave your lips
I d rather you pick up a rock, a stick full of thorns
Rear back and let em fly
Cause those sticks wouldn t cut, stones hurt as much
As the sound of your goodbye