Karma

Ground down my teeth

Can't find my keys

Someone keeps locking my jaw

Still chattering

But you know I'm not stupid

I know what I saw

Cold karma –

Still shooting the breeze

I paid for these holes in my knees

Old faithful, you're all that I see

You might be all that I need

My phone will ring

That's gonna sting

Someone put me in my place

They'll rub it in

My attempts to be happy

Blew up in my face

Cold karma sent me on a trip

It burnt me right down to a crisp

Old drama still making me sick

You think I'm full of it

That's one too many times

Why don't we try to tow the line?

Still you're not winning any prizes

Am I?

That's one too many times

Why don't we try to tow the line?

Still you're not winning any prizes in my eye

That's one too many times

Why don't we try to realign?

Still you're not winning any prizes

Am I?