STICKS AND STONES
Jonathan Edwards


Where do I begin to pack up my things
And move away from what might have been
Was it in some song that came out all wrong
And yet we both tried so hard to sing
I'll pack my guitar
I'll leave you with the car
I hope it won't be too cold to start
But I must get going
The kids get up at dawn
And this is sure to break somebody's heart
(Chorus)
Now, when did we grow this far apart
Love was forever at the start
But now it's come down to sticks and stones
When did we go wrong, 
When were we not strong
And did we try hard enough to care
It's cold as hell outside
It's just as cold inside
Now that there's nothing left to share
I'll pack up my books, linger with last looks
And I'll throw them all in my truck and drive
From these sticks and stones
And the lies on the phone
But I hope all that you want will arrive
(Chorus)
I'd better be on my way right now
I'm bad at goodbyes anyhow
Now it's come down to sticks and stones
(Chorus)
When did we grow this far apart
Love was so kind to us at the start
But now it's come down to sticks and stones
I'd better be on my way right now
I'm bad at goodbyes anyhow
Now it's come down to sticks and stones