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Divine Comedy - Sticks&stones Divine Comedy - Sticks&stones | | You and I go together like the molar and the drill.
Flesh is weak but darling we know
That the ego's weaker still.
I've been hung, drawn and quartered,
Slowly slaughtered like a goat,
By the tongue of a woman who just couldnt let it go.
Sticks and stones may break my body
But words can tear me apart
So be careful when you tell me,
Spare a thought for my heart.
Broken bones fuse together
Bruises never last for long
But once they're said, words stay spoken
And hearts stay broken from that moment on.
Sticks and stones may break my body
But words can tear me apart
So be careful when you tell me,
Spare a thought for my heart.
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