Damaged Goods

	  		
typ, tror jag... 

         F#m                   E               D       A    
You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good 
         F#m                   E               D       A 
You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good 

         F#m E 
In my head  
            D        A 
there`s a thousand eyes 
                     F#m E 
They won their freedom 
           D         A 
Became a thousand spies 
         F#m           A 
Another head hits the concrete 
         D               A 
And it happened down on my street 
         F#m             A 
And his blood is gonna bleed 
         D               A 
And it`s all for me to see 

           F#m E          
He came out 
         D     A       
on the losing end 
             F#m E 
So he went out  
            D         A 
and then he shot a friend 
               F#m         A 
My eyes they took me for a ride 
         D          A 
Made it seem a suicide 
         F#m             A 
But his blood is gonna bleed 
          D            A 
And it`s all for me to see 
E           D 
Looking at you 
            F#m    
You look a lot like me 
   E             D        F#m 
It seems we are from the same factory 
A                      E 
We are the ones who`d rather go blind 

         F#m                 E                  D    A 
You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good 
         F#m                 E                  D    A 
You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good 

          F#m E 
In your skull  
           D         A 
there`s a thousand eyes 
                   F#m E 
They`re all the same 
             D         A 
And they`re all to blame 
           F#m            A 
There`s somebody watching you 
         D                A 
And you don`t know what to do 
          F#m            A 
But your blood is gonna bleed 
         D              A 
And it`s all for me to see 

            F#m E 
You got eyes  
             D        A 
and they`ll drive you mad 
                    F#m E 
There`ll be no sleep 
       D            A 
In the head of the fly 
            F#m             A 
No one is there to hear you call 
             D               A 
No one will catch you when fall 
          F#m             A 
But your blood is gonna bleed 
          D              A 
And it`s all for us to see 
E          D 
Looking at you 
            F#m 
You look a lot like me 
E                 D         F#m 
It seems we are from the same factory 
A                       E 
We are the ones who`d rather go blind 

         F#m                   E               D       A    
You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good 
         F#m                   E               D       A 
You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good 
         F#m                   E               D       A    
You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good 
         F#m                   E               D       A 
You can argue baby but we`re damaged goods for good