(G)Girl i've got scars,and i've seen stars,From
(G)size.Hit with sticks and stones and broke a few bones.
(C)but i've allways sur
(G)When I take a look at all I've took,It
(G)me.How a little bitty woman with just just a few
(C)bring me to my
(C)stones wouldn't hurt a bit'
(G)compared to the cold cruel
(C)words that just left your
(D)lips i'd rather you
(C)picked up a rock a
(D)stick full of
(G)thorns rared back and let her
(C)fly.Cause those sticks wouldn't
(D)stones hurt as much as the
(G)sound of your goodbye.
Yes I know i'm the reason,for your leavin'.I'm to blame sure enough.
It's like you say there's not a woman made,who can live without true love.
So if it's too late to set things streight,there's no forgivin' me.
Don't say nothin' just pick up somethin' that'll end this misery.