Do you ever get the feeling That you’re not so kind of a person Do you ever stop to think That your words, they hurt You’re so sweet, sweet like dirt Do you need somebody to lean on Did you wake up to find them gone Have you ever wondered why You wanna be tough, a real big guy You never dug deep, to what’s inside You chained your flowers to the cellar wall You starved them sunlight and watched the petals fall And oh my lord, Jesus Let out a deafening sigh When he heard about your birthday He asked his father why ‘Cause your words, they hurt You’re sweet, sweet as dirt