Running late
Hit my head on the coffee table
And then I ran out of gas
I hailed a cab
But ended up in the middle of nowhere
And someone stole all my cash
Guess, guess

Oh, what a tangled web I weave
I've got no tricks left up my sleeve
I've tossed my head into the rain

I've got it bad
You've got it even worse now
Let's put our heads together
And reverse the curse

All dressed up
But slipped into some muddy waters
This day just ain't going right
My devices
Always lead me straight to crisis
And that's my so called life
Life, life

Oh, what a tangled web I weave
I've got no tricks left up my sleeve
I've tossed my head into the rain
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 is it running out of me?
I'm all screwed up
But there's no place I'd rather be

Well, I've got it bad
You've got it even worse now
Let's put our heads together
And reverse the curse

Oh, I've got it good
You've even got it better
Baby we put our heads together
And reverse the curse
Yes, we'll reverse the curse
Of ours so called life