In my room
Laying on the bed
"I'm damaged goods"
Running through my head
All my dreams
Are all for naught
"I'm damaged goods"
With a core of rot
Nowhere to go
No one to be
"I'm damaged goods"
Can't you see?
Let me drift
For a little hope
"I'm damaged goods"
At the end of my rope
Aerosol can
Fire explodes
"I'm damaged goods"
And we all know
This old house
Poor white trash
"I'm damaged goods"
Born of no class
Life is a dream to those who can afford
Life is a scream to those born without it
Inside it