On
For all the things you said I'd never do
For all the things you said that were untrue
For all the times you made me feel alone
Said I'd never make it on my own
(chorus 1)
Things are lookin' up for me now
Seems like Karma's makin' its rounds
Its my turn now, won't be held down no
Karma's gonna visit you too
You gotta pay for the things you put me through
I hope you do, I hope you do, yeah, yeah
(chorus 2)
I hope your hell is filled with magazines
And on every page you see a big picture of me
And under every picture the caption should read
Not
For all the things you said that were untrue
For all the times you made me feel alone
Said I'd never make it on my own
(chorus 1)
Things are lookin' up for me now
Seems like Karma's makin' its rounds
Its my turn now, won't be held down no
Karma's gonna visit you too
You gotta pay for the things you put me through
I hope you do, I hope you do, yeah, yeah
(chorus 2)
I hope your hell is filled with magazines
And on every page you see a big picture of me
And under every picture the caption should read
Not
25 Cromwell St.
Deep red is blurring my eyes
I'll wait in the closet until tonight
I want you to explain your feelings to me
The blade on your skin is what matters to me
I would wait for you to scream and shout, but
You open your mouth, and blood runs out...
You open your mouth, and blood runs out
The knife cuts through her skin
And you're heart starts beating faster
You feel the pressure within
As you look into her eyes