I wish there was a god to blame for your sorrow
I'd kill it for you
I wish there were some bones to break to ease your pain
But no revenge could be sweet enough to soothe this bitterness
So just cry tonight
And hope for tomorrow
Karma, speak to me
Explain yourself
What don't you go punish someone else
Because you've got it wrong
You've got it wrong
Jesus, or whoever claims the prize
Watch out for me
You'd better sleep with open eyes