sticks and stones
whoever said sticks and stones may break your bones but words will never hurt you didn't know what the hell he was talking about. all i know is right no i'd rather have sticks and stones and broken bones.
I wish that I could move but I'm exhausted
And nobody understands
I'm tryin' hard to breathe now but there's no air in my lungs
There’s no one here to talk to
And the pain inside is making me numb
I try to hold this, under control
They can't help me
'Cause no one knows
i'm trying to be strong. but i just can't.