Come On Life

Come on life, I mean, give me a little more
 Behind my back, that singer is stabbing
 And what gives here? My karma is begging
 What is it I did to deserve this?
 It's scratching and without words
 I'm blinking out the madness that surges into my throat
 When I think of what she wrote to you right after
 I went, and I told her how much I loved you
 And how afraid I was for us
 'Cause one key opens my front door
 The same key opens my back door
 No space or time is ever gonna work here
 When all I see you say is, you think it's gonna get better
 Well, I don't think that it is, right now it's just tough
 But you have to live away from what was us
 With false regard for my well-being
 All that time behind my back
 Sneaking around with somebody I thought was my friend
 It's come on life, I mean, give me a little more
 Behind my back, that singer is stabbing
 Everybody be on the lookout 'cause there is a singer
 And she is out here and she is stabbing
 Yeah, yeah, yeah