Lyrics
I hope you wake up on the wrong side of the bed
I hope you
Count your chickens all before they hatch
I hope you
File taxes wrong with the IRS
And they come knocking on your door to seize all of your assets
I know I'm petty
You'd say I'm immature
But darling if you start a fire
You should plan on getting burned
You never saw my worst
But you showed me yours
So I think it's only fair that I conjure up a curse
One lock of hair from a narcissist
Two vials of venom from a jellyfish
(Yum!)
Three tears from the worst person you know
And down the hatch it goes
I hope you wake up on the wrong side of the bed
I hope you
Count your chickens all before they hatch
I hope you
File taxes wrong with the IRS
And they come knocking at your door to seize all of your assets
I hope you
Oh god I hope you do
I hope what goes around comes back around
Karma's heard all about you
I don't expect an apology
(Nuh-uh)
I know you're not saying sorry
Well, not to me at least
And that's okay with me
As okay as it'll ever be
But I still hope that you'll go broke
I'm not a perfect person
Or maybe you'll be sitting in traffic and get a flat then
Push it off the freeway
Drop your phone and hear it crack when
Your boss calls and tells you that you need a bit more practice
And all your exes made a big group chat to call you average
I hope you wake up on the wrong side of the bed
I hope you
Count your chickens all before they hatch
I hope you
File taxes wrong with the IRS
And they come knocking on your door to seize all of your assets
I hope you
Oh god I hope you do
I hope what goes around comes back around
Karma's heard all about you
I hope you
Count your chickens all before they hatch
I hope you
File taxes wrong with the IRS
And they come knocking on your door to seize all of your assets
I know I'm petty
You'd say I'm immature
But darling if you start a fire
You should plan on getting burned
You never saw my worst
But you showed me yours
So I think it's only fair that I conjure up a curse
One lock of hair from a narcissist
Two vials of venom from a jellyfish
(Yum!)
Three tears from the worst person you know
And down the hatch it goes
I hope you wake up on the wrong side of the bed
I hope you
Count your chickens all before they hatch
I hope you
File taxes wrong with the IRS
And they come knocking at your door to seize all of your assets
I hope you
Oh god I hope you do
I hope what goes around comes back around
Karma's heard all about you
I don't expect an apology
(Nuh-uh)
I know you're not saying sorry
Well, not to me at least
And that's okay with me
As okay as it'll ever be
But I still hope that you'll go broke
I'm not a perfect person
Or maybe you'll be sitting in traffic and get a flat then
Push it off the freeway
Drop your phone and hear it crack when
Your boss calls and tells you that you need a bit more practice
And all your exes made a big group chat to call you average
I hope you wake up on the wrong side of the bed
I hope you
Count your chickens all before they hatch
I hope you
File taxes wrong with the IRS
And they come knocking on your door to seize all of your assets
I hope you
Oh god I hope you do
I hope what goes around comes back around
Karma's heard all about you
