When we're walking down a boulevard
Could you at least pretend
That I am alive?
Don't you know I'm skin and bones?
Would at least instill the thought
That I have a heart?
When you see me, I'll wave hello again
And we'll make contact and talk all night long
When you see that I was so alone
Well I hope we can be as good of friends again
Oh, we've been silent for far too long
These sticks and stones, they broke my bones
The words they cut so deep and I'm barely alive
Don't you feel the words in the back of your throat
Burning deep within
You couldn't say "i'm sorry"