While sticks and stones

            may break my bones

Your words would always hurt me.

You wouldn't say,

            you wouldn't see

The problem did

            not lie with me

The song you sang

            of love, while true

It only 'llowed

            one point of view

You blamed me for

            your every hurt

Yet meek acceptance

            made it worse

It took too long

            for me to see

The problem did

            not lie with me

And now I know

            what I must do

I learned, you see

            just what you do

Your game was one

            I would have lost

Your lessons brought

            the highest cost

Your vict'ry lap

            was premature

Illusion broke

            could not endure

Though you're still blind

            at last I see

The problem did

            not lie with me

So listen closely

            when I say

While sticks and stones

            may break my bones

Your words will never hurt me.