Texty: Pat Benatar. Get Nervous. The Victim.

You've been set up one too many times
A perfect victim for the perfect crime
You left yourself wide open to the pain
So close your eyes now, you're out walkin' in the rain

You've got a burning desire to be the victim
You're bleeding from the soul, you're hurting from the heart
Things you can't be told are gonna tear you apart

Your choice of lovers, never very bright
Your father worried, but even he gave up the fight
You always think their hearts are made of gold
And you're the savior, to coax the warmth out of the cold

You've got a burning desire to be the victim
You're bleeding from the soul, you're hurting from the heart
Things you can't be told are gonna tear you apart
'Cause you're the victim

Break the pattern, you've gotta break away
Break the pattern before it gets too late

You've got a burning desire to be the victim
You're bleeding from the soul, you're hurting from the heart
Things you're never told are gonna tear you apart
'Cause you're the victim