Daniel Powter "My So Called Life" |
Running late, in my hit at my coffee table Then I run out of gas I hailed a cab but ended up in the middle of nowhere And someone stole all my cash Gas, Gas Oh what a tangled web I weave, I've got no tricks that left on my sleeve I've tossed my head into the ring I've got it bad You've got it even worse now Let's put our heads together And reverse the curse I've dressed up but slip into the muddy water This day just ain't going right Bottom vices always need be straight to crisis That's my so called life.life,life Oh what a tangled web I weave I've got no tricks that left on my sleeve I've tossed my head to the ring I've got it bad You've got it even worse now Let's put our heads together And reverse the curse I'm all out of luck Or raising running out of me I'm all all screwed up But there's no place I rather be Oh, I've got it bad You've got it even worse now Baby we put our heads together And reverse the curse Oh, I've got it good (I've got it good now) You've even got it better now Baby we put our heads together And reverse the curse Yes we reverse the curse So my so called life Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |