'Change'

she was acting pretty, thought she owned the city
someone should have told her pretty ain't a job
now she begs for money, no one calls her honey
as she bothers shoppers in the parking lot

gets her karma with a catch
forgets superstition by wearing in backwards
lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats

some people never change
they just stay the same way

i swear this like a sailor, love is not a favor
i find its just a concept that we live inside
if you can agree with me and mr. twain
in matters of opinion our rivals are insane