Broken bones
Well let me tell you darlin' I've been high most of my life,
And a dream is just a wish that a heart makes,
I used to sell ya, sell ya, sell ya,
Only things you could find in a drugstore.
People used to tell me, tell me, tell me,
Just what kinda high they were lookin' for.
Take a ride on a purple airplane,
Honey I don't know when I'll be back again.
Cause I got broken bones,
Not from the sticks and stones
But from the names that you call me.
I got broken bones,
Not from the sticks and stones
But from the names that you called me.
Not from the sticks and stones
But from the names that you call me.
I got broken bones,
Not from the sticks and stones
But from the names that you called me.
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