Don't rely on a thing they say
You can always tell when they lie anyway
But I wonder what I'm waiting for
A fonder way to stab me in the back once more?
Well, never mind, I've been here before
I can always hide or just learn to ignore all the thunder
Till I find myself once more
I never thought I'd see the day
One step forward, two steps back
And heading nowhere on a losertrack
When the sad facts kick you in the forehead
And leave you tired from defence
When the fat cat slaps you on the shoulder
You think you'll never stand a chance in Hell at all
On a minor fact that you're a friend of mine
'Cause you're a friend of mine
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