Written by Bruce Springsteen

- Published by Intersong

Princess cards she sends me with her regards,

Oh, bar-room eyes shine vacancy

To see her you gotta look hard

Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted

To her cheshire smile I'll stand on file

She's all I ever wanted

You let your blue walls stand in the way of these facts, honey

Get your carpet baggers off my back

Girl give me time to cover my tracks

You said, "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks"

But they're not what I came for

Oh I came for so much more

And I know you that too

And I know you know that's true 



I came for you

I came for you

I came for you

For you

I came for you 



Crawl into my ambulance

Your pulse is getting weak

Reveal yourself all to me now

While you've got the strength to speak

'Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue

With their oxygen masks

But I could give it all to you now

If only you could ask

Don't call for your surgeon

Even he says it's late

It's not your lungs this time

But your heart holds your fate

Don't give me my money back

Don't want it anymore

It's not that nursery mouth I came back for

It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor

I've broken all your windows

And I've rammed through all your doors

Who am I to ask you to fight my wars

And you should know that's true

You should know that too 



I came for you

I came for you

I came for you

For you

I came for you 



Don't call for your surgeon

Even he says it's late

It's not your lungs this time

But your heart holds your fate

Don't give me my money back

Don't want it anymore

It's not that nursery mouth I came back for

It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor

I've broken all your windows

And I've rammed through all your doors

Who am I to ask you to fight my wars

You should know that's true

You should know that too 



I came for you

I came for you

I came for you

For you

I came for you