Sticks and Stones

I've been fighting demons, they've been holding on for too long

Can you hear me screaming when I know that somethings gone wrong

I keep lying freely even when I know you're playing along

You keep texting me about everything that's going on

It's on the low, but I'm only here to write a song

I can't reply when you tell me that you love me cause I know I don't belong

Because sticks and stones can break my bones, but I don't want any part of that

And when it's late night and you're on the phone, I don't wanna listen to a brat

Does she love me or she hate me? I be picking at the rose

I'm falling into pieces everywhere I fucking go

So treat me like an equal, or I'm never gonna show