Sticks And Stones

(álbum: Ringling Road - 2015)

There ain't a lot going on in this town
Light one up, and you burn one down
Yeah, everybody got something to say
'Bout every little subject every single day
My momma taught me to be better than that
I'm checking out, gonna pack my bags

Load up the truck, hang up the phone
Tell my baby I'm coming home
I ain't gonna listen to 'em bitch and moan
Ain't nothing but sticks and stones

Yeah you believe what you wanna believe
Think that you know but you don't know me
Yeah, if you want someone to blame
You can tell the whole town, you can curse my name
I won't be begging for a second chance
Do you really think that I give a damn?

Load up the truck, hang up the phone
Tell my baby I'm coming home
I ain't gonna listen to 'em bitch and moan
Ain't nothing but sticks and stones

Load up the truck, hang up the phone
Tell my baby I'm coming home
I ain't gonna listen to 'em bitch and moan
Ain't nothing but sticks and stones

Load up the truck, hang up the phone
Tell my baby I'm coming home
I ain't gonna listen to 'em bitch and moan
Ain't nothing but sticks and stones
Ain't nothing but sticks and stones
Ain't nothing but sticks and stones
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