You Am I:Damage

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“Damage”
Artist: You Am I
Albums: Dress Me Slowly (2001)
The Cream & The Crock - The Best Of You Am I (2003)
Composers: Rogers
Lyricists: Tim Rogers

I woke up with the war in my head,
An old man's grumble
And an extra space in the bed
And if ol' John Prine can't sing the next line
Bout something that can make me smile
I'm gonna have be content
To stare at yer baby photos til it makes some sense
Were you ever mine anyway?
Speak up as I drop away

I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me
I burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all times
I just can't add up the sums to find the damage we've done

I fall for you like a doll from a tree
Keep a straight stitched face
As the ground makes a bed for me
I keep my eye, where I fell, it sends no replies

You can run so long from sadness
That you're never at home for the fun
I cant make excuses
For the short hand abuses
Thank God it ain't a Sunday night

I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me
I burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all times
I just can't add up the sums to find the damage

I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me
I'm burning out in the lights, am I'm sorry for all times
I just can't see how it comes
the damage we've done
the damage we've done
the damage we've done