Damage
Woke up with a war in my head
An old man's grumbl
And an extra space in the be
And if ol' John Prine can't sing the next lin
Bout something that can make me smil
Gonna have be conten
To stare at yer baby photos til it makes some sens
Were you ever mine anywa
Speak up as I drop awa
I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstic
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to m
burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all time
I just can't add up the sums to find the damage we've don
I fell for you like a dog from a tre
Keep a straight stitched fac
As the ground makes a bed for m
I keep my eye where I fell, sends no replie
You can run so long from sadnes
That you're never at home for the fu
I cant make excuse
For the short hand abuse
Thank God it aint a Sunday nigh
I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstic
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to m
burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all time
I just can't add up the sums to find the damage we've don
I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstic
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to m
burning out in the lights, sorry for all time
I just can't see how it come
the damage we've don
the damage we've don
the damage we've done
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