An envious look is showing me
That your words ain't worth my time
Imagined knife clutched in your hand
Around my neck your strangling arm
Standing on a field of stones
Throw them or leave me alone

Pick up stones- If they're big enough
Smash my life like window glass
Broken pieces keep on falling down
Cutting you- They're all around

Waiting fists behind your back
Doubts and fear have tied them up
While I've watched your grinning face
And I've listened to your lies
Standing on a field of stones
Throw them or leave me alone