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 ... fade