Couldn't you tell lies to me? Couldn't you say 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 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 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 am 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 them come on and fire at me 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 Hurt just a little