Lyrics

You've been playing a game
throwing stones across the sky
Have you asked yourself
where will they land?
They could land on your heart
They could land on your head
Then you'd get the joke
that for each stone you throw
one comes back to you

and gives you sec-ond hand scars
so you'll never forget
you were the one who started the game
Throwing sticks and stones
Knowing all along
You get what you deserve

You could play forever
feeling each stone breaking your bones
or maybe the game is done
when you're tired and beaten up
When they've thrown them all back
and you can't move an inch
you might lay down your arms
Just to save your own soul from the damage that's done

and your second hand scars
won't let you forget
you were the one who started the game
Throwing sticks and stones
Knowing all along
You get what you deserve

When judgment calls
the rain will fall
to drown you in shame
It's the imperfection of your best game

and your second hand scars
won't let you forget
you were the one who started the game
Throwing sticks and stones
Knowing all along
You get what you deserve