Stick and Stones

stick and stones, pack of lies

tell me why u chose 2 hide
dirt and sand, in my hand
this is why i chose 2 stand
far away but close 2 u,
ill be there iff u want me 2

you got my hart, u got my soul
treat those nice dont let em cold
ure in my eyes ure in my mind
dont run from me i will go blind
u smile 2 me i smile 2 u,
i know this love is true 2 u
u smile at him he smiles at u
dont look at me my hate is true

i fill whit anger i fill whit hate
my boddy starts 2 seperate
one whit love and one whit hate
cant keep em 2 getter it kills my faith
i seperate 2 let u be
the love that wil belong 2 me
but in this act i hope 2 see
ure love for me will sett u free

a rose in one hand the gun in the other
if i shott my self who would it bother
i load the gun and close my eyes
cant live whit this ill end the lies
i squese the rose and start 2 bleed
drops of blood my mind would feed
the feeling of my mind at need
the need of comfort the need of u
the need 2 make my love come true

i will rebuild i will replennish
i wont let this thing be my finnish
my boddy is strong my mind is deep
i souldnt doubt id make this leap
ill fight for u ill fight for me
ill fight for all that needs 2 be

stick and stones, dirt and sand
iff u read this try 2 understand
that life is made 2 give u meaning
and iff u get that from this sceening
my love for u wont have no meaning