Take your best shot Show me what you got Honey, I'm not afraid Rear back and take aim And fire away Honey load up your questions And pick up your sticks and your stones And pretend I'm a shelter for heartaches

I'm proud of the house we built It's stronger than sticks, stones, and steel A lot of things will come and go but love never will It's not a big place sittin' up high on some hill I dropped to my knees in that field on your daddy's farm Asked you to

(calling your names) Away from the games (fucking head games) The circumstances of a world so cold Away from the name Away from the stones (throw sticks and stones) 'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us Away from the space

I wanna get high, I wanna get low Come on, I wanna smoke a little spliff with you Smokin', smokin' love I wanna get high, baby let's go Smokin, smokin' love Small world we're livin' in, rock set in stone One life I've been livin' in, come on let's go

So give me the hard stuff The kind that makes you real 'Cause I want the hard stuff When they're throwin' sticks and stones I'm never gonna give you up I'll be there when the storm comes We can cut each other to the bone Yeah I want the hard stuff (hard

I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on S, S, S and M, M, M 'Cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it But chains and whips excite me Sticks and stones may break my bones I like it, like it

(calling your names) Away from the games (fucking head games) The circumstances of a world so cold Away from the name Away from the stones (throw sticks and stones) 'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us Away from the space

So keep on throwing your sticks and stones I'd rather fight with you all night Than never have you in my life I can't bear to let you go I can't bear to let, bear to let you go Oh you left a hole in me But I don't cut easily I'm only just holding up, on

I like it, like it Come on, come on, come on 'Cause I may be bad, but I’m perfectly good at it Sex in the air, I don’t care, I love the smell of it Sticks and stones may break my bones But chains and whips excite me S, S, S and Na na na, come on, come

Turned to a whole different person, drive my whip Crash my whip off the drugs I'm swervin' Sticks and stones may break my bones But the drugs won't hurt me, the drugs won't hurt me Ex girlfriend keeps calling my phone But the bitch can't hurt me, so I'm