| When you were down they were never there
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| When you’re all alone you really get to learn
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| If you get back up they gonna come around
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| All the sycophants they love to make romance
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| To the ugly sound of 'em tellin' you what you
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| Wanna hear an' you pretend
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| 'cause they all agree you’re supposed to have a better life
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| But you’re feelin' worse
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| An' they build you up till you fool yourself that you’re
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| Something else an' it’s like a curse cause
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| You can’t live up to what they made of you
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| An' they tell you that you’re losin' friends
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| Losin' friends, losin' friends
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| Ya got nothin to lose
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| Ya don’t lose when you lose fake friends
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| Ya go an tell 'em you were king of the hill
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| When ya need a hand — that was yesterday
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| Ya see 'em laugh while you’re on your knees
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| An' it breaks your heart 'cause ya gave so much
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| An' ya can’t believe that ya hit the gound an'
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| Ya notice ya been losin' friends
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| Losin' friends, losin' friends
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| Ya got nothin to lose
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| Ya don’t lose when you lose fake friends |