Karmas a Bitch
I know there's
At least a pinch full
Of sincerity where
Someone who couldn't care
About anybody else but
Their superior self
Said they'd settle up their share
Though this fable
We've been told
Seems incredibly fiction
I'm suggesting a dictionary
And to look up the word
(Look up the word)
Karma
They say that karma's a bitch but
You're obviously
Weaving your way through it
And so we're all nonbelievers
As I get the shorter end
Of the stick
Ya
A bridge burnt
A pattern repeated
Another bridge burnt
Puts you out onto the street
I walk past
A part of east hastings
And share a quick glance
Double take and see your face
At least I predict you'll be
With a cup on the corner
Always drunk and disorderly as
A result of one thing
(A result of your)
I know it's hard
When you come home to
Those puppy eyes
Staring at you
To puff up
And discipline
The way your folks do
I know it's hard
When you come home to
Those puppy eyes
Staring at you
To puff up
And kick that bitch out
Off your front stoop
I once felt
A bit of compassion
But never once felt
That from you in any way
Now you're gone
And you feel no remorse
You have nothing to say
Just walked away
Can't say that we're surprised
You made little attempt
And had so little expected of you
The only thing you've got left
(All you've got is your)
Karma