Lyrics

The worst is past, whats first is last,
But this placid mask is already cracking
Yeah I survived, I'm still alive,
But why does it feel like they're going to send me packing
You never batted an eye
nor skipped a beat, or was I just high
I kept all bottled up inside,
but when all is said and done
don't you say I never tried

Yeah you got it made, If your good luck don't fade,
If your hand aint been played, Yeah you got it made,


You swear you never meant to hurt,
glad you didn't lose your shirt- good for you
The nightmares fled, you cleared your head,
you got yourself your lonesome bed, well good for you
When they hit you with the ugly stick,
did you think once beauty's only skin thick
As you lumbered down that lonesome road,
heavy with your tainted load,
did you ever once think of me?

Yeah you got it made, If your good luck don't fade,
If your hand aint been played, Yeah you got it made.