Lyrics Damaged Goods - The Band of Heathens

It's too late to return to sender
Open up and don't be scared
Lay your heart on the line with me love
For damaged goods, we make a pretty good pair

Stranded on the back road all alone
How'd we get here, I don't know
Take my hand, who knows what we'll find
Won't you be my nickel, I'll be your dime

It's too late to return to sender
Open up and don't be scared
Lay your heart on the line with me love
For damaged goods, we make a pretty good pair (hay)

We shared the darkest nights of our souls
I held my breath for the door to close
Floodwater tears gonna wash us clean
From the prettiest eyes that I've ever seen

Send your love on a wing and a prayer
Let's lose our baggage and I'll take you there

It's too late to return to sender
Open up and don't be scared
To lay your heart on the line with me love
For damaged goods, we make a pretty good pair (hay)