Damaged Goods

Her eyes are waiting

This calls to panels stained brown

Everyone's tiring

September thudding quickens with a serious low

We're in it together but no one pulls

As soon as the circus disappears

Damaged goods, damaged goods

The saints only preach when the coast is clear

Damaged goods, damaged goods

The lines in your palm shouldn't give you grief

Damaged goods, damaged goods

And quickly the bloom on the rose does leave

Damaged goods, damaged goods

No matter what he thought she was

No matter what he thought she was before

Professional, a working stiff

It's over now, damaged goods

As soon as the circus disappears

Damaged goods, damaged goods

The saints only preach when the coast is clear

Damaged goods, damaged goods

The lines in your palm shouldn't give you grief

Damaged goods, damaged goods

And quickly the bloom on the rose does leave

Damaged goods, damaged goods

No doubts, no doubts

What's done is done

No doubts, no doubts

What's done is done

No doubts, no doubts

What's done is done