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

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