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 I 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 hurt? Have you come to take her away from me? Might as well do your worst to me
I think I'm going to move to California (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) 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 hurt? Have you come to take her away 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...
That 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? Might as well do your worst to me
Maybe you needed a change and 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