With a dirty bar of soap
I'm gonna try to wash my mouth out
Forget what I was talking about
Put on a pair of lousy shoes
With the biggest holes
In the bottom of their soles
Why cry over spilled milk?
Damaged goods
Once again all the lights are on
But there's no one home
Yes it looks like you're all alone
Surround yourself with familiar faces
And act like you belong
Why does it always feel so wrong?
Guess who's crying over spilled milk?
I'm damaged goods
Left on the back of the shelf
Covered in dust, gasping for air
Who do you think you are kidding?
You can tell yourself that someone cares
Can still sell 'em, but who would want 'em?
Damaged goods