Damaged Goods

Headed out to Boston to see one of my favorite bands
We had it all figured out we had the best-laid plans
Said I would behave myself I gave my wife my word
But it got out of hand and I was "over served"

Swear on my life
I tried to do what was right
I really did the best I could
We went off the tracks and it all fell apart
And now I'm just damaged goods

Sleeping it off in that rundown Motel 6
Gonna wake up in the doghouse but for now I'm just so sick
Smelled like an ashtray; broken tiles on the floor
I'm so hungover I can't take it anymore

I guess I shouldn't have had all those tall boy PBR's
Especially since I was the one who was supposed driving the car
But the music was too good and the vibe it was just right
Everything was in place for one epic night

Driving home in silence nothing needed to be said
Hard to focus on the road with this spike goin' through my head
That ride home it seemed like an eternity
I had no idea what lay in store for me



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Writer(s): Dan Roy
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