Sticks And Stones Never Made Sense - Poison The Well

Thought that I would shove everything aside

To shake your hand

Barbed wire wouldn’t come fast enough

Why does your name leave a bad taste in my mouth

When it rolls off my tongue?

In your world, excuses mean everything

Stitch me for days because

I keep splitting myself for--self for you

Why does your face seem better on the floor?

Have you thought about death today?

Ask me, I’ll help

I keep splitting my.self.for.

You never knew me

These are my last words

Not that it matters anymore