For all the things you said I'd never do

For all the things you said that were untrue

For all the times you made me feel alone

Said I'd never make it on my own

Things are lookin' up for me now

It seems like Karma's makin' its rounds

It's my turn now, won't be held down, no

Karma's gonna visit you too

You gotta pay for the things you put me through

I hope you do, I hope you do, yeah, yeah

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I hope your Hell is filled with magazines

And on every page you see a big picture of me

And under every picture a caption should read

Not bad for a girl from the gutter like me

For all the times you said, "I got your back"

For all the times you stabbed me

For all the times you tried to hurt my pride

For all the pain I held down deep inside

Things are lookin' up for me now

It seems like Karma's makin' its rounds

It's my turn now, won't be held down, no

Karma's gonna visit you too

You gotta pay for the things you put me through

I hope you do, I hope you do, I hope you do

Chorus

Needed to make me weak to help you feel stronger

I know y'all bitches think I'm somewhere dyin' inside

Oh yeah, poor Kina, she went home

She couldn't take it no longer

But I'm right here

I'm right here

I'm right here

Chorus 2 times