You and I go together like the molar and the drill
Flesh is weak but darling we know that the ego's weaker stillI've been hung, drawn and quartered,
Slowly slaughtered like a goat,
By the tongue of a woman who just couldn't let it go

Sticks and stones may break my body but words can tear me apart
So be careful what you tell me, spare a thought for my heart

Broken bones fuse together, bruises never last for long,
But once they're said words stay spoken
And hearts stay broken from that moment on

Sticks and stones may break my body, but words can tear me apart
So be careful what you tell me, spare a thought for my heart