This night, this night's just like the rest These same thoughts running through my head The same reckless phrase with a different face
They say, they say that I am worthless But I'm not listening I swear, and yet
Round round they spin like a record now Same false hopes built to be broke down Around and around I'm falling down, again
Sticks and stones May break my bones Your words they surely kill, They surely kill
This feels the same Complications in different situations I am holding out for love
Is it worth it To die a little each day All for unseen grace?
Sticks and stones May break my bones, Your words they surely kill, They surely kill, Your words they surely kill, (meant to be broke down) They surely kill Your words are breaking down now
I would say Where I've been to where I am It is worth it, His grace When all else fades, You can see it, His face So now
Round round they spin like a record now Same false hopes built to be broke
These thoughts were meant to be broke down (Die a little each day) (x11)
Sticks and stones May break my bones, Your words they surely kill, They surely kill (Meant to be broke down) They surely kill