Karma
Give me just a single motive why I should stay around
Speak to me terms of balanced provisions; step off your holy ground.
You watched me flounder, you watched me stammer, you merely watched it all
So now, my dear, it is my turn to laugh as you stumble and fall.
It's amazing that I could not see
The truth displayed in front of me.
The sugary myths were too much to pass by
I fell for every single lie.
The truth has a way of coming out,
Of putting to rest every single doubt.
It sheds light on dark corners where mystery thrives
It unveils the blueprints you skillfully contrived.
But as love is blinding, wounds will heal
They'll grow till the truth is unmasked and revealed
But once this occurs and I see the score,
The wounds will then vanish and will be no more.
The classic scenario is pleasant to me
Truth and revelation appearing so crudely.
Having the blindfold removed and regaining my sight,
I see where I've been; I can see the light.
The best part of all this is not hard to see
After all of the things you have done to me.
The best part is not seeing where I have been;
Nor is it the healing of my wounded skin.
The best part, my dear, about this all
Is now, I get to watch you fall.
Speak to me terms of balanced provisions; step off your holy ground.
You watched me flounder, you watched me stammer, you merely watched it all
So now, my dear, it is my turn to laugh as you stumble and fall.
It's amazing that I could not see
The truth displayed in front of me.
The sugary myths were too much to pass by
I fell for every single lie.
The truth has a way of coming out,
Of putting to rest every single doubt.
It sheds light on dark corners where mystery thrives
It unveils the blueprints you skillfully contrived.
But as love is blinding, wounds will heal
They'll grow till the truth is unmasked and revealed
But once this occurs and I see the score,
The wounds will then vanish and will be no more.
The classic scenario is pleasant to me
Truth and revelation appearing so crudely.
Having the blindfold removed and regaining my sight,
I see where I've been; I can see the light.
The best part of all this is not hard to see
After all of the things you have done to me.
The best part is not seeing where I have been;
Nor is it the healing of my wounded skin.
The best part, my dear, about this all
Is now, I get to watch you fall.