sticks and stones   may break your bones but his words can't hurt you anymore   but it never bothered him before when he used to make the room spin round      he is responsible for every headache that you get   he is the cut inside your mouth that never heals   he is the rope that ties you down   he is the one that keeps you here   he is the thorn in your side   he is the romance in your life      your eyes look like the blue skies   that turn to gray   tears swell up round your nose and   blood on your shirt   tell my why you think that it's ok   it's not alright   to let him treat you this way      breathe please swallow and digest   that snake bit off more than he can chew   does this sound familiar   does this sound like you      but you are far too gracious   to waste your life with him   the sparkle in your eyes   becomes the darkness in the night      I am the knife that cuts you free   I am the key that lets you out   I am the gauze that heals your wounds   and I pray this pen won't fail me now      your eyes look like the blue skies   that turn to gray   tears swell up round your nose and   blood on your shirt   tell my why you think that it's ok   it's not alright   to let him treat you this way      breathe deep close your eyes self-esteem runs low   whisper something in my ears that I don't know   just to write this letter saying nothings alright   you'll get through my darling you'll get through tonight      making snow angels in broken glass   hope that he falls into a heart attack   to hell with you I'm done with feeling sorry   to hell with yourself she's had enough   to hell with yourself   it's over and over   tomorrow will let you go   it's over and over   tomorrow will bring you hope