Oh lady, oh lady with the crystal ball.
Do you see me walking tall?
Do you even see me at all?
Oh baby, come here and read my palm.
Can you tell me what's going on?
Is my lifeline short? Is my lifeline long?
Little Miss Apocalypse…
why can't you be a little more miraculous…
a little less disastrous?
When I shake my magic eight ball,
all signs point to no.
Cheat fate, gonna make or break now.
All signs point to go.
This time gonna find my own way.
This time gonna find my own way.
Little Miss Apocalypse…
why can't you be a little more miraculous…
a little less disastrous?
