Sometimes I wake up in the mornin'
Sometimes I dream some more
I keep my wounds without a bandage, baby
As I come stumblin' through the door
Spend my nights in dislocation
Talkin' to spirits on the floor
I think I came to find a feelin', 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 away from me?
From me, from me
Might as well do your worst to me...
To see what I'm wearing, keep reading!