(All you have to do is come running to me And I'll love the hurt out of you.)
Oh darling, I can tell by the sound of your voice
That he's gone and hurt you again It's a pity what loving him has done to you And the mis'ry that he keeps you in.
But you know your relief isn't too far away It's waitin' like I always always do And all you have to do is come running to me And I'll love the hurt out of you.
It won't be the first or the last time That I tried to make you understand That he wants the true loving woman at home While he's just a three lovin' good timin' man.
So come on to the arms that'll soothe all your pain And the mis'ry that he put you through Yes all you have to do is come running to me And I'll love the hurt out of you.