Sticks and stones may not break my bones
But they sure as shit
Can’t make a nest
Without what comes naturally
Chickadee, chickadee
What needed to be done
Is much, much different
From what could’ve been done
This bridge goes both ways
Can’t burn some bridges without having some fun
You said you’d be behind me
So, I’ll spread my wings and fly
But when I look back
I know that
You’re not really there behind me
Chickadee, chickadee