Lyrics

He snuck a label on the side While she was outta town He lied about it then He's still lyin' 'bout it now You'd think guilty conscious Will eat them up inside The way he's acting now Ain't weighing on his mind Oh ooha aa o here she comes Oh ooha aa o don't even try to run Karma is a boomerang You get what you give When she comes around You never ready for it Deep in her head looks like she's stuck in a dish Put on your armor 'cause karma is a... Yeah she is That closet full of skeletons Your baggage from the past That trip to Vegas Has a crazy ways of coming back Those dirty little secrets You sweep under the rug The small town conspiracies You thought you covered up Oh ooha aa o here she comes Oh ooha aa o don't even try to run Karma is a boomerang You get what you give When she comes around You never ready for it Deep in her head looks like she's stuck in a dish Put on your armor 'cause karma is a... Yeah she is Ha aaaa aa Ha aaaa aa Ha aaaa aa oh yeah Ha aaaa aa Karma is a train She don't need a track track Walls are gonna shake Better watch your back back The wick wherever gonna come unstitched It's the universal truth Honey karma is a... Karma is a boomerang You get what you give When she comes around You never ready for it Deep in her head looks like she's stuck in a dish Put on your armor 'cause karma is a... Karma is a boomerang You get what you give When she comes around You never ready for it Deep in her head looks like she's stuck in a dish Put on your armor 'cause karma is a bitch
Writer(s): Sarah Buxton, Maren Morris, Jesse Frasure Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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