typ, tror jag... You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good In my head there`s a thousand eyes They won their freedom Became a thousand spies Another head hits the concrete And it happened down on my street And his blood is gonna bleed And it`s all for me to see He came out on the losing end So he went out and then he shot a friend My eyes they took me for a ride Made it seem a suicide But his blood is gonna bleed And it`s all for me to see Looking at you You look a lot like me It seems we are from the same factory We are the ones who`d rather go blind You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good In your skull there`s a thousand eyes They`re all the same And they`re all to blame There`s somebody watching you And you don`t know what to do But your blood is gonna bleed And it`s all for me to see You got eyes and they`ll drive you mad There`ll be no sleep In the head of the fly No one is there to hear you call No one will catch you when fall But your blood is gonna bleed And it`s all for us to see Looking at you You look a lot like me It seems we are from the same factory We are the ones who`d rather go blind You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good