Verse:

I miss the touch of your fist…
As it strikes flesh against my bones…
I know it’s sick to long for this pain…
But it’s the only love I’ve known…

Chorus:
Come Home… Come Home… These bruises have done healing…
Come Home… Come Home… Come Home…
Come Home… Come Home… And let me be your victim…
Come Home… Come Home… Come Home…

Verse:
I know I told you that I hate you…
And maybe deep inside I did…
others make me feel like I am…damaged…
but your pain keeps me lucid…

Chorus:
Come Home… Come Home… And let me be your victim…
Come Home… Come Home… Come Home…
Come Home… Come Home… These bruises have done healing…
Come Home… Come Home… Come Home…