Die by the pen It's as sharp as a sword Painful cutting words We have ignored Choose your words wisely Can't take 'em back You can weave a blanket of comfort Or launch a verbal attack Words can build them up Or bring them down That child's bright future Now buried in the ground We're all too skinny, or we're all too fat Words hit our ears like a baseball bat Get a job, what's wrong with you? Are you stupid? Is there nothing you can do? Try... you're so nice, and how are you? You look great today, thanks for being you I just had to say "hey", And let you know I like you... Can't say anything nice Don't say it at all You could pluck that shaking leaf Could cause it to fall We can open up out mouths And try to make a sound That wraps around that crumbling soul Before it hits the ground Die by the pen It's as sharp as a sword Painful cutting words We have ignored Die by the pen It's as sharp as a sword Painful cutting words Shouldn't have ignored