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