Hurt People

Tommy Walker was a small town don The scourge of every kid from three or four blocks He had messed up teeth, he was ugly at best Just as crazy as a rabid dog on meth Well he broke my jaw once, said I looked at him funny Cracked three of my ribs just for my lunch money And I remember thinking boy, one of these days That cold hearted son of a bitch is gonna pay So one day I had enough, finally had to face him I screwed up my courage and pedalled over to his place He was sitting on the porch with his arm in a sling And a welt on his face the shape of his daddy's high school ring And then it hit me Hurt people hurt people Hurt people hurt people Now Marie Carter was a legend in her time She broke every backseat and heart in the county line But her momma popped pills and her daddy drank like a sailor on leave And neither ever had two kind words to say to Marie But I gave her my heart complete and true She gave me herself in the only way she knew She taught me a lesson about pleasure and pain Don't know the difference Hell it's all the same Maybe that's why? Hurt people hurt people Hurt people hurt people You're blood is my blood You're bruise is my bruise When you lose, I lose You're blood is my blood You're bruise is my bruise Your skin is my skin When you lose, I lose When you fall, I fall too Everybody's got a reason for losing faith I guess everybody's got a scar they just can't erase You live a little while, you're gonna have one too You live a little longer, I bet you leave a few Cause hurt people hurt people Hurt people hurt people