Miss Karma Lyrics

You're shootin' shots of whiskey at that run-down town saloon

Well, if you got the guts, come meet me when the clock strikes noon

Got that single-shot revolver growin' anxious in my hand

And in the other lies a list of hearts you broke in this wasteland

Oh, don't pretend like I don't know you

Oh, you know the truth is still the truth

You better watch your back, get your stories straight

You better count all the enemies you've made

Cause Miss Karma's back in town to give you hell

You better pray to God, get yourself in church

Cause forgiveness, that's somethin' that you've gotta earn

And Miss Karma's back in town to give you hell

You're such a fool to think that I couldn't track one like you down

You're a dime a dozen in this one-horse town

Oh, I feel sorry for this bullet that has to wear your name

And all of your lies, I don't believe them

It's time to end your games

Oh, you better watch your back, get your stories straight

You better count all the enemies you've made

Cause Miss Karma's back in town to give you hell

You better pray to God, get yourself in church

Cause forgiveness, that's somethin' that you've gotta earn

And Miss Karma's back in town to give you hell

Oh, you thought you'd play with me

Thought that I couldn't see

The kind of man you really are

Yeah, you can run, but you won't get far, no

You better watch your back, get your stories straight

You better count all the enemies you've made

Cause Miss Karma's back in town to give you hell

You better watch your back, get your stories straight

You better count all the enemies you've made

Cause Miss Karma's back in town to give you hell

You better pray to God, get yourself in church

Cause forgiveness, that's somethin' that you've gotta earn

And Miss Karma's back in town to give you hell

I said Miss Karma's back in town to give you hell

Miss Karma's back in town

To give you hell