If you came back, damaged goods,
I would take you in and make you better,
But you have to accept,
That I'm not the boy from those love letters,
We may have to build our lives,
With whatever broken tools we find,
We may have to build our walls,
As the worlds of those around us fall.
If you go and come back to me,
I will love it, leave it, store you baby,
Though it causes me so much pain,
I will love you again until you need me,
We may have to build our lives,
With whatever broken stones we find,
We will have to build our lives again,
'Cause we're all just damaged goods,
Now we're all misunderstood,
Though we're all just damaged goods,
We're afraid of being bruised.
If you came back soiled and broke,
I would clean you up and dress your wounds,
I can't promise there won't be pain,
I will be there when you feel confused,
We may have to build our walls,
With the broken wrecks of what we had,
You may have to break my fall again,
'Cause we're all just damaged goods,
Now we're all misunderstood,
Yeah we're all just damaged goods,
We're afraid of being bruised.
If I can't quite open up,
If I can't yet learn to trust,
Baby I've been burnt,
You've gotta give me time,
To get these thorns inside, inside,
'Cause we're all just damaged goods,
Now we're all misunderstood,
And we're all just damaged goods,
Afraid of being bruised,
'Cause we're all just damaged goods,
Misunderstood,
Afraid of being bruised,
We're just damaged goods.