Sanoja: Alien Ant Farm. ANThology. Sticks And Stones.

I liked you
You showed me
These calls must
Continue

Time is collapsing in my head
I built all the walls you can't come in
You were to one that called me last
I highly doubt this thing will last

Sticks and stones, they hurt
When you shoot them through the phone
And you drag my name, through dirt
And it hurts to be left here alone

Elegant thoughts I will not share
My symphonic silence
I hope you can bear it baby
I liked you, you showed me
Exactly who I don't wanna be

Sticks and stones, they hurt
When you shoot them through the phone
And you drag my name, through dirt
And it hurts to be left here alone

I'll always look for you
I'll always look for you
I'll always look for you
You

You were the one that called me last
I highly doubt this thing will last
Cause you were the one that messed up

Sticks and stones, they hurt
When you shoot them through the phone
And you drag my name through dirt
And it hurts to be left here alone

Sticks and stones
Get shot through the telephone
With instant results
We both left alone
Alone