Damaged Goods - Lyrics - Yeasayer

Her eyes are waiting This calls to panels stained brown Everyone's tiring September thudding quickens with a serious low We're in it together but no one pulls As soon as the circus disappears Damaged goods, damaged goods The saints only preach when the coast is clear Damaged goods, damaged goods The lines in your palm shouldn't give you grief Damaged goods, damaged goods And quickly the bloom on the rose does leave Damaged goods, damaged goods No matter what he thought she was No matter what he thought she was before Professional, a working stiff It's over now, damaged goods As soon as the circus disappears Damaged goods, damaged goods The saints only preach when the coast is clear Damaged goods, damaged goods The lines in your palm shouldn't give you grief Damaged goods, damaged goods And quickly the bloom on the rose does leave Damaged goods, damaged goods No doubts, no doubts What's done is done No doubts, no doubts What's done is done No doubts, no doubts What's done is done