S.J. Tucker - Stickit lyrics
[S.J. Tucker - Stickit lyrics]
Xmas Eve 2000
You can light a match and say 'that's me, '
But, you're a liar
If you run around and never catch
A single thing on fire
Now, what good to me is a knife or a pair of
Scissors that won't cut?
Just gives me an excuse to
Stab you with something
With scissors turning in your gut!
You better listen up, boy
I'm only saying this one time
Best stick some reason to your rhyme
Now, my inner child hates you
But the woman can't let go
We are trouble in the very same sack
But you're pot and I'm oregano
Why is half of me dead set on saying
'I'll get him for that!'
While the rest of me just loves
You and keeps holding me back?
Oh, there's something wrong
But damned if we'll say it
It's never the right time
Best stick some reason to your rhyme!
Now, I wish I knew the language
Of guitar strings about to break that way
There'd be no faltering you could tell
It by the noise I'd make
There are no pretty words to say
'you are fcking up real bad!'
So I'm left with the choice
Of aiming everything I've got
Right at your head
Now, I open my window wide as wide
And I'm staring at the ground
I know you're not even watching me
Without turning around
Unless you start fighting back soon
I just might slip away
Better tie my wings down, love
The edges of my conscience have frayed
If you don't watch it
I'll give up on you this time
Best stick some reason to your rhyme
Better stick some reason into your rhyme
Best stick some reason to your rhyme!
(Stick it, you know where you
Can stick it, boy!, etc)
You can light a match and say 'that's me, '
But, you're a liar
If you run around and never catch
A single thing on fire
Now, what good to me is a knife or a pair of
Scissors that won't cut?
Just gives me an excuse to
Stab you with something
With scissors turning in your gut!
You better listen up, boy
I'm only saying this one time
Best stick some reason to your rhyme
Now, my inner child hates you
But the woman can't let go
We are trouble in the very same sack
But you're pot and I'm oregano
Why is half of me dead set on saying
'I'll get him for that!'
While the rest of me just loves
You and keeps holding me back?
Oh, there's something wrong
But damned if we'll say it
It's never the right time
Best stick some reason to your rhyme!
Now, I wish I knew the language
Of guitar strings about to break that way
There'd be no faltering you could tell
It by the noise I'd make
There are no pretty words to say
'you are fcking up real bad!'
So I'm left with the choice
Of aiming everything I've got
Right at your head
Now, I open my window wide as wide
And I'm staring at the ground
I know you're not even watching me
Without turning around
Unless you start fighting back soon
I just might slip away
Better tie my wings down, love
The edges of my conscience have frayed
If you don't watch it
I'll give up on you this time
Best stick some reason to your rhyme
Better stick some reason into your rhyme
Best stick some reason to your rhyme!
(Stick it, you know where you
Can stick it, boy!, etc)