كلمات 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 One key opens my front door, the same key opens my back door No space or time is ever going to work here, when all I see you say is that you think it’s going to 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 someone I though was my friend So come on life, I mean, give me a little more Behind my back, that singer is stabbing Everybody be on the lookout because there is a singer and she is out here and she is stabbing Yeah, yeah, yeah