Couldn't you tell lies to me?
Couldn't you tell 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 them 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.

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 them 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'm 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 [bad word] on and fire at me.