Damaged Goods

I hope even though I know you're lonesome tonight You don't drink yourself under the table I hope even though I can't help you win the fight You find some sort of hope to live for And if your steps would take you where you've always wanted to go Would you be further from me? would you be closer to home? But I know you were out walking the night Did you make it home alright? I know my lines are just broken words And are nothing more than damaged goods But maybe, maybe, maybe someday soon They'll finally do right by you Sing to me over my shoulder Speak in riddles"here look at the Stars" But in the downtime I'll fight you For empathy until my hands are raw I should've stood there, soaked it in Worn your eyes just like a second skin With letters, Handwritten, and a song in the car So I heard you were out walking the night Did you make it home alright? I know my lines are just broken words And are nothing more than damaged goods But maybe, maybe, but maybe someday soon They'll finally do right by you They'll finally do right by you They'll finally do right by you And how did you not come to see The goddamn worst in me After knowing some secrets I keep? I think maybe you saw it I think maybe you did But in true heroic fashion you didn't give a shit (thanks for that) So they tell me you're out walking the night Let me know when you make it home alright I know my lines are just broken words And are nothing more than damaged goods But maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe But maybe someday soon they'll finally do right by you.