Die by the pen
It's as sharp as a sword
Painful cutting words
We have ignored
Choose your words wisely
Can't take 'em back
You can weave a blanket of comfort
Or launch a verbal attack
Words can build them up
Or bring them down
That child's bright future
Now buried in the ground
We're all too skinny, or we're all too fat
Words hit our ears like a baseball bat
Get a job, what's wrong with you? Are you stupid?
Is there nothing you can do?
Try... you're so nice, and how are you?
You look great today, thanks for being you
I just had to say "hey",
And let you know I like you...
Can't say anything nice
Don't say it at all
You could pluck that shaking leaf
Could cause it to fall
We can open up out mouths
And try to make a sound
That wraps around that crumbling soul
Before it hits the ground
Die by the pen
It's as sharp as a sword
Painful cutting words
We have ignored
Die by the pen
It's as sharp as a sword
Painful cutting words
Shouldn't have ignored