And when I feel like Im the 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 Im a changed girl
That Im honest good and pure
Then Ill drag you through my shit again
cos I know youll love me more
I love how your world adores my gutter mind
This reflection says it all
So now I will let you go my baby
Let you gall
And when I feel like Im the 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 scarred up wrist bands
Make me crucify you more
With all of your blood, encrusted small finds
Kiss restraint and its just cause
So see the survivor in control now
Im the whore you knew I was
Look at the changed girl good and pure
On tracys floor
Ill come running, Ill come running
Ill come running right back to you
Ill come running, Ill come running
Ill come running right back to you
Ill come running, Ill come running
Ill come running right back to you
Ill come running, Ill come running
Ill come running right back to you...
And when I feel like Im the victim
I will come running home to you
And I will weep like I will change
When I come running home to you ...