Did you cry when they dragged you home |
| Put a lock on the door and the telephone |
| Was a runaway girl all they could see |
| Have the nights and the days that you've come through |
| Made the right seem wrong and the false seem true |
| Was a runaway girl all they could see |
| A teenage extra from the satellite TV |
Runaway girl |
| Too bad, too bad |
| Runaway girl |
| Too wild, too wild |
Were they deaf to the prayer behind your lies |
| Maybe they didn't dare to ask you why |
| Was a runaway girl all they chose to see |
| All they were prepared to admit to |
Runaway girl |
| Too bad, too bad |
| Runaway girl |
| A real wild child |
So you cower in the towns forgotten places |
| And you make your bed with unfamiliar faces |
| And at last you've got your freedom but that's all you've got |
| You're tryin' to make your mind up if you're better off |
You pretend to wait for washing in some laundromat |
| But you're damned if you'll give them the satisfaction of you going back |
| You'd freeze to death before you'd share a roof with them |
| And you'd starve before you'd let him get his hands on you again |
Did you cry when they dragged you home |
| Did you cry when they dragged you home |
| Poor little runaway, poor little runaway |