Karma

All I did was love you

While you snuck out and gave your love to another

But all she wanted was your money

And now look who's the sucker

 

After you made me sign that waiver

All this time you tried to keep me from your earnings

She went to each of your accounts

And stole every cent of your checking and savings

 

And to think you wanted to leave me for this woman

When I was the one who cooked and cared for you

Try going back to her now

Because you and I are through

 

I've packed my bags already and found my own place to stay

And as you think and cry in that chair where you sit

I recall the times when I thought, cried, and waited for you in that chair

Now that's ironic isn't it?

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