Your love tells a story baby I've been reading between the lines lately The first page down rip it out and roll it up I burn it like a star falling down to the earth I always seem to love the things that kill me I'm taking your sticks and stones because they don't break me Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby I am gonna die by your suicide eyes Slide high on the cleaving baby You look up and say jump Who's gonna be the one to save me Gonna die right city ain't nobody gonna miss me Because everybody think I'm crazy I always seem to love the things that kill me Take your sticks and stones because they don't break me Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby I am gonna die by your suicide eyes Take your sticks and stones because they don't break me Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby I am gonna die by your suicide eyes Take your sticks and stones because they don't break me Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby I am gonna die by your suicide eyes Take your sticks and stones because they don't break me Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby I am gonna die by your suicide eyes