Words

This night, this night just like the rest
 These same thoughts running through my head
 The same reckless phrase with a different face
 They say, they say that I am worthless
 But I'm not listening
 I swear, and yet
 Round round they spin like a record now
 Same false hopes built to be broke down
 Around and around
 I'm falling down, again
 Sticks and stones
 May break my bones
 Your words they surely kill
 They surely kill
 This feels the same
 Complications in different situations
 I am holding out for love
 Is it worth it
 To die a little each day
 All for unseen grace
 Sticks and stones
 May break my bones
 Your words they surely kill
 (meant to be broke down)
 Surely kill
 Your words are breaking down now
 I would say
 Where I've been to where I am
 It is worth it
 His grace
 When all else fades
 You can see it
 His face
 So now...
 Round round they spin like a record now
 Same false hopes meant to be broke
 These thoughts were meant to be broke down [x11]
 Sticks and stones
 May break my bones
 Your words they surely kill
 They surely kill
 They surely kill
 Your words are breaking down now