Hahahaha.

[evilbeej]

"Got Karma?"
--Road Show Rockers

Woah, oh yeah.
Yeah, pick it up.
One, two, three, four--

Can't help feeling like I'm weighing you down
Maybe feeling like that's just goin' round
'Cause I know you got no problems with me
And I know there's just no place I'd rather be

But I worry all the time
You say I worry too much
And I try to keep from botherin' you
Or needing a crutch

Woah-oh oh.
Woah-oh oh.
Insecurity can give you the blues, baby
Insecurity can give you the blues
Woah-oh oh, yeah.

The world around me shatters; you're always there
If I had no one to talk to, I wouldn't have a prayer
Look it's true I'm not as needy as they come
But there's always someone better; I'll still be undone

So I worry all the time
That I will soon prove too much
It leaks out in conversation
You say you're not a crutch

Woah-oh oh.
Woah-oh oh.
Insecurity can give you the blues, baby
Insecurity can give you the blues
Woah-oh oh, yeah.

The more I obsess about this, the worse that I get
Spendin' all my time just wonderin' if I'm there yet
I can't think about the way I need to spill to you
Without thinking that I'm tiresome; God, what do I do?

I can try to stop the worrying
Believe I'm not too much
I can trust you'll let me know
If I use you as a crutch

Woah-oh oh.
Woah-oh oh.
Working through my insecurity, baby
Working it all out, it'll be better now, baby
Counting on you if you're counting on me
You know better and we--
Woah-oh oh.
Woah-oh oh, oh.
Woah-oh oh.
Woah-oh oh, yeah.
You know better and we'll never
Never sever over ever needing a hand
Can remember I was there and you understand
Woah-oh oh.
Woah-oh oh.
Woah-oh oh, yeah.
Oh yeah, woah-oh, oh yeah
Woah-oh oh.
Oh yeah.

Break it on down.