You Am I - Damage

Damage

Woke up with a war in my head,
An old mans grumble
And an extra space in the bed
And if ol John Prine can not sing the next line
Bout something that can make me smile
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
burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all times
I just can not add up the sums to find the damage weve done
I fell for you like a dog from a tree
Keep a straight stitched face
As the ground makes a bed for me
I keep my eye where I fell, sends no replies
You can run so long from sadness
That you are never at home for the fun
I can not make excuses
For the short hand abuses
Thank God it aint 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
burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all times
I just can not add up the sums to find the damage weve done
I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me
burning out in the lights, sorry for all times
I just can not see how it comes
the damage weve done
the damage weve done
the damage weve done