My So Called Life

Running late, hit my head on the coffee table And then I run out of gas I heard the count but ended up in the middle of nowhere And someone stole all my cash Guess, guess Oh what a tangled web by weave I've got no tricks left up my sleeves I've tossed my head into the rain I've got it bad You've got it even worse now Let's put our heads together And reverse the curse All dressed up but slipped into the muddy water This day just ain't going right Bottom vices always need be strict to crisis That's my so called life, life, life Oh what a tangled web I weave I've got no tricks left up my sleeves I've tossed my head to the rain 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 is it running out of me I'm all, all screwed up But there's no place I'd rather be Well I've got it bad You've got it even worse now Let's put our heads together And reverse the curse Oh, I've got it good (I've got it good now) You even got it better Baby we put our heads together And reverse the curse Yes we reverse the curse Of my so called life