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?