I'm a rollercoaster ride

that you can call enigma

not a bad egg

we're all part saint and sinner

emotionally action packed

guess you'll figure that out

and I'm writing for the ones yet to be a winner

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and I write for the sad ones

the bad ones

positively identify as mad ones...

but they know what they bring to the table

and for the damaged

 the ones with baggage

the one's that are difficult to manage

you might call them unhinged or unstable

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chorus

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but we're all damaged goods

and it's good to recycle

handle with care

you can tape me up with fragile

strong language

explicit content

can't all universally please

for the one's that should come

with a warning label

for the ones like me

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parental advisory

for the ones like me

parental advisory

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I write for the lonely

listening to Joni

singin' why won't somebody hold me

but we've muddled through, listening to sad songs

emotionally tangled

hard to handle

we like to burn the 3am candle

while most are sleeping we're awake all night long

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I write for the wingers

hair brush singers

the ones who hope their taste will linger

given up dreams of rings upon their fingers...

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still cravin' 

bottles of wine that need a corkin'

barefoot walkin'

late night talkin'

with someone who will stay 'til the morning

for the wild unruly can't be tamed

we just need to be loved

we don't need to be saved

the wild ones can't be caged

the wild one's can't be changed

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chorus

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but we're all damaged goods

and it's good to recycle

handle with care

you can tape me up with fragile

strong language

explicit content

can't all universally please

for the one's that should come

with a warning label

for the ones like me

​

parental advisory

for the ones like me

parental advisory

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Oh and for the weird ones

the feared ones

the don't quite fit in anywhere ones

not the kind you take to meet your family for dinner

maybe we're the outcasts

knowing nothing lasts

we're all just products of our own past

but we're the ones that boil instead of simmer...

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and we've got

fire's burnin'

heart's a yearnin'

knowing we're alive cause

we are hurtin'

wish we didn't need to feel that depth of feelin'

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wanting to feel excited

ooh inspired

normality's just got us.. 

feeling tired

what d'ya gotta do to reach the ceiling?

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chorus

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we're just damaged goods

but it's good to recycle

handle with care

you can tape me up with fragile

strong language

explicit content

can't universally please

for the one's that should come

with a warning label

for the ones like me

​

parental advisory

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for the ones like me

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parental advisory

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