Sometimes I wake up in the mornin'
Sometimes I dream some more
I keep my wounds without a bandage, baby
As [bad word] stumblin' through the door

Spend my nights in dislocation
Talkin' to spirits on the floor
I think I came to find a feelin', baby
Between what was mine and what was yours

And I came to get hurt
(Get hurt)
Might as well do your worst to me
(Get hurt)
Have [bad word] here to get hurt?
(Get hurt)
Have [bad word] to take away from me?
From me, from me
Might as well do your worst to me

I think I'm gonna move to California
Momma can you say a prayer for me?
(Say a prayer for me)
I heard they don't get so lowdown
I heard they never bleed
Not like we bleed

And I came to get hurt
(Get hurt)
Might as well do your worst to me
(Get hurt)
Have [bad word] here to get hurt?
(Get hurt)
Have [bad word] to take away from me?
From me, from me
Might as well do your worst to me

And it gets pretty late
And the stations will change
And the things once in order
Now seem so strange

Once I could tell all the hurt apart from myself
Now all I can see is the need, the need that

I came to get hurt
(Get hurt)
Might as well do your worst to me
(Get hurt)
Have [bad word] here to get hurt?
(Get hurt)
Have [bad word] to take away from me?
From me, from me
Might as well do your worst to me

And maybe you needed a change
And maybe I was in the way
Maybe some things they stay
And some things go away
And maybe I was mine
And maybe you were not the same