I caught you knocking at my cellar door.

I love you, baby, "Can i have some more?"

Oh, the damage done.



I hit the city and i lost my band,

I watched the needle take another man.

Gone, gone, the damage done.



I sing the song because i love the man,

I know that some of you don't understand,

milk-blood to keep from running out.



I've seen the needle and the damage done,

a little part of it in everyone,

but every junkie's like a setting sun