Girl, I've got scars and I've seen stars

From men nearly twice my size

Yeah, life's sticks and stones have broke a few bones

But I've always survived

So when I take a look at all I've took

It don't seem right to me

How a little bitty woman with just a few words

Come bring me to my knees

Sticks and stones, wouldn't hurt a bit

Compared to the cold, cruel words that just left your lips

I'd rather you pick up a rock, a stick full of thorns

Rear back and let 'em fly

'Cause those sticks wouldn't cut, stones hurt as much

As the sound of your goodbye

Yeah, I know I'm the reason for you're leavin'

I'm to blame sure enough

It's like you say there ain't a woman made

That can live without true love

So if it's too late to set things straight

And there's no forgivin' me

Then don't say nothin,' just pick you up somethin'

That'll end this misery

Sticks and stones wouldn't hurt a bit

Compared to the cold, cruel words that just left your lips

I'd rather you pick up a rock, a stick full of thorns

Rear back and let 'em fly

'Cause those sticks wouldn't cut, stones hurt as much

As the sound of your goodbye

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Writer(s): Aaron Tippin, HEENEY, Michael Heeney, TIPPIN