In my room Laying on the bed "I'm damaged goods" Running through my head All my dreams Are all for naught "I'm damaged goods" With a core of rot Nowhere to go No one to be "I'm damaged goods" Can't you see? Let me drift For a little hope "I'm damaged goods" At the end of my rope Aerosol can Fire explodes "I'm damaged goods" And we all know This old house Poor white trash "I'm damaged goods" Born of no class Life is a dream to those who can afford Life is a scream to those born without it Inside it