| And when I feel like I’m a victim, I will come running home to you,
|
| and I will weep like I will change, when I come running home to you
|
| I make you believe that I’m a changed girl, that I’m honest good &pure,
|
| then I’ll drag you through my shit again, 'cos I know you’ll love me more
|
| I love how your world adores my gutter mind, this reflection says it all,
|
| so how I will let you go my baby, let you fall
|
| And when I feel like I’m a victim, I will come running home to you,
|
| and I will weep like I will change, when I come running home to you
|
| And all of your rosy scanned up wrist bands, make me crucify you more
|
| with all of your blood, encrusted small finds,
|
| kiss restraint &it's just cause so see the survivor in control now,
|
| I’m the whore you knew I was, look at the changed girl good &pure,
|
| on tracy’s floor I’ll come running, I’ll come running I’ll running right back
|
| to you (repeat) |