Well the hell with what you say
You never knew me anyway
When you meet friends out in the street
You can laugh, tell em how you got me beat

I won't tell you that I care
Or curse your name when you're not there
Thruth is I've seen it all before
And I don't have nothing left anymore

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I get by
By leaning on the old familiar things
I won't sit by the telephone until it rings

All my friends, they moved away
Nothing here to make em stay
So I followed you around
You tied me up and kept me down

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
So I hung around a little longer
Saw this coming miles away
And I ain't asking you to stay

(chorus)
solo
(chorus x 2)