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Couldn't you tell lies to me?
Couldn't you say I'm pretty?
Now that's enough
Tells me that she hates the play ground
How can they hurt, words are just sounds
So take your shot.
I don't want to see that they're making it hard for me
At home I cry
Bet that you think that you're on your own
And you've no one's hand to hold
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Wouldn't it be wrong if we're all the same?
Don't surrender don't you change
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
With all the mean words they're ugly
Starting to see I'm lucky
And that's enough
I'd rather be alone in my world
I'd rather be the girl that gets hurt
So take your shot
I don't want to see that they're making it hard for me
At home I cry
Bet that you think that you're on your own
And you've no one's hand to hold
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Wouldn't it be wrong if we're all the same
Don't surrender don't you change
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Too young to buy my own bottle of vodka
So I'd beg the driver please I need another
How funny that I was too young for so many things
Yet you thought I'd cope with being told I'm ugly
Over and over I'd read it believe it
Said no to the shrink I can fix me I think
I got friends in my head they've got me on the mend
I am pretty in my mirror, easy to pretend
17 and thought that I'd won the jackpot
Seems I didn't read between the lines of this one
I can't think why I could of made you so, so angry
Your bullets I don't feel them come on and fire at me
Bet that you think that you're on your own
And you've no one's hand to hold
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Wouldn't it be wrong if we're all the same
Don't surrender don't you change
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Hurt just a little
¿No podría usted decir mentiras a mí?
No podría decir que soy bonita?
Ahora que ya es suficiente
Me dice que odia el patio de recreo
¿Cómo hacen daño, las palabras son sólo sonidos
Así que tómese su tiro.
No quiero ver que están haciendo que sea difícil para mí
En casa lloro
Apuesto a que usted piensa que usted está en su propio
Y tienes la mano de nadie para mantener
Palos y piedras
Herido un poco
¿No sería malo si todos somos iguales?
¡No se rindan, no se cambia
Palos y piedras
Herido un poco
Con todas las malas palabras que son feos
Empezando a ver que tengo suerte
Y eso es suficiente
Prefiero estar solo en mi mundo
Prefiero ser la chica que se hace daño
Así que toma su tiro
No quiero ver que están haciendo que sea difícil para mí
En casa lloro
Apuesto a que usted piensa que usted está en su propio
Y tienes la mano de nadie para mantener
Palos y piedras
Herido un poco
¿No sería malo si todos somos iguales
¡No se rindan, no se cambia
Palos y piedras
Herido un poco
Demasiado joven para comprar mi propia botella de vodka
Así que me pido el conductor favor necesito otro
Qué gracioso que yo era demasiado joven fo
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Nicola Roberts
Sticks & Stones
Sticks & Stones
Couldn't you tell lies to me?
Couldn't you say I'm pretty?
Now that's enough
Tells me that she hates the play ground
How can they hurt, words are just sounds
So take your shot.
I don't want to see that they're making it hard for me
At home I cry
Bet that you think that you're on your own
And you've no one's hand to hold
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Wouldn't it be wrong if we're all the same?
Don't surrender don't you change
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
With all the mean words they're ugly
Starting to see I'm lucky
And that's enough
I'd rather be alone in my world
I'd rather be the girl that gets hurt
So take your shot
I don't want to see that they're making it hard for me
At home I cry
Bet that you think that you're on your own
And you've no one's hand to hold
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Wouldn't it be wrong if we're all the same
Don't surrender don't you change
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Too young to buy my own bottle of vodka
So I'd beg the driver please I need another
How funny that I was too young for so many things
Yet you thought I'd cope with being told I'm ugly
Over and over I'd read it believe it
Said no to the shrink I can fix me I think
I got friends in my head they've got me on the mend
I am pretty in my mirror, easy to pretend
17 and thought that I'd won the jackpot
Seems I didn't read between the lines of this one
I can't think why I could of made you so, so angry
Your bullets I don't feel them come on and fire at me
Bet that you think that you're on your own
And you've no one's hand to hold
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Wouldn't it be wrong if we're all the same
Don't surrender don't you change
Sticks and stones
Hurt just a little
Hurt just a little
Nicola Roberts
Palos y piedras
Palos y piedras
¿No podría usted decir mentiras a mí?
No podría decir que soy bonita?
Ahora que ya es suficiente
Me dice que odia el patio de recreo
¿Cómo hacen daño, las palabras son sólo sonidos
Así que tómese su tiro.
No quiero ver que están haciendo que sea difícil para mí
En casa lloro
Apuesto a que usted piensa que usted está en su propio
Y tienes la mano de nadie para mantener
Palos y piedras
Herido un poco
¿No sería malo si todos somos iguales?
¡No se rindan, no se cambia
Palos y piedras
Herido un poco
Con todas las malas palabras que son feos
Empezando a ver que tengo suerte
Y eso es suficiente
Prefiero estar solo en mi mundo
Prefiero ser la chica que se hace daño
Así que toma su tiro
No quiero ver que están haciendo que sea difícil para mí
En casa lloro
Apuesto a que usted piensa que usted está en su propio
Y tienes la mano de nadie para mantener
Palos y piedras
Herido un poco
¿No sería malo si todos somos iguales
¡No se rindan, no se cambia
Palos y piedras
Herido un poco
Demasiado joven para comprar mi propia botella de vodka
Así que me pido el conductor favor necesito otro
Qué gracioso que yo era demasiado joven fo
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
