Black Thumb

It's a curse, like a black thumb

Everything I touch

I'm sure you were sure

You could help so much

But it;s a curse, like a black thumb

Everything I touch

Runs wild with the pressure of it

Becomes a pile of dust

Then the wind gets it

Everything I touch runs wild

Everything I touch runs wild

Everything I touch runs wild

I never meant

To cause you anything

But happiness

Something's just won't change

Though I keep on trying

I'm sure you were sure

But now you're only crying

It's a curse, like a black thumb

everything I touch

Runs wild with the pressure of it

Becomes a pile of dust

Then the wind gets it

Everything I touch runs wild

Everything I touch runs wild

Everything I touch runs wild

I never meant

to cause you anything

but happiness,

happiness