sticks and stones
alien ant farm
these calls must continue
time is collapsing in my head
i built all the walls you can't come in
you were the one that called me last
i highly doubt this thing will last
when you shoot them through the phone
and you dragged my name through dirt
and it hurts to be left here all alone
elegant thoughts i will not share
i hope you can bare it baby
exactly who i don't wanna be
no stone was left unturned
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 get shot through the telephone