Sometimes I wake up in the morning,
Sometimes I dream some more.
I keep my wounds without a bandage, baby,
As I come stumbling through the door.
To spend my nights in dislocation
Talking to spirits on the floor.
I think I came to find the feeling, baby,
Between what was mine and what was yours.
And I came to get hurt.
Might as well do your worst to me.
Have you come here to get her?
Have you come to take her away from me? (from me, from me)
Might as well do your worst to me.
I think I'm gonna move to California (I think it's time to move)
Mama can you say a prayer for me? (say a prayer for me)
I heard they don't get so low down (all my friends get so low down, mama)
I heard they never bleed, not like we bleed.
I came to get hurt.
Might as well do your worst to me.
Have you come here to get her?
Have you come to take her away from me? (from me, from me)
Might as well do your worst to me.
And it gets pretty late, and the stations will change.
And the things once in order, now seem so strange.
Once I could tell all the hurt apart from myself.
Now all I can see is the need, the need
And I came to get hurt
Might as well do your worst to me.
Have you come here to get her?
Have you come to take her away from me? (from me, from me)
Might as well do your worst to me.
And maybe you needed a change, maybe I was in the way.
Maybe some things they stay and some things go away.
And maybe I was mine and maybe you were not the same.
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