you've gotta lotta nerve to say you are my friend when i was down you just stood there grinnin' you've gotta lotta nerve to say you have a helping hand to lend you just want to be on the side that's winnin'
you see me on the street, you always act surprised ya say "how are you?", "good luck", but ya dont mean it when you know as well as me you'd rather see me paralized why dont you just come out once and scream it
i know the reason you talked behind my back i used to be among the crowd you're in with but do you take me for such a fool, to think i'd make contact with the one who tries to hide what he dont know to begin with?
you say i've let you down - ya know its not like that if you're so hurt, why then doncha show it? you say you've lost your faith, but thats not where its at ya have no faith to lose - an' ya know it
no, i doe not feel that good when i see the heartbreaks you embrace if i was a master thief perhaps i'd rob them and tho i know you're dissatisfied with your position and your place dont you understand, its not my problem?
i wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes and just for that one moment i could be you yes, i wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes you'd know what a drag it is to see you
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