Get out I won't even listen I can't hear a single word you say Enough of your intimidation Don't tell me 'bout the price I pay Take off don't want your kind of trouble Don't wanna see you hangin' 'round my place It's late and here's the situation I never wanna see your face
You just drag me down And I've got the scars to show I think you oughta know
You got the best of me Mister friendly You got the best of me
Don't ask can't promise any favors Don't want to owe you in anything again Bad luck it's your occupation Can't you see you are your own worst friend I'm gone the masquerade is over I'm cashin' in the silver tray So long I can't buy this evil game you play
You just drag me down And I've got the scars to show I think you oughta know
You got the best of me Mister friendly You got the best of me
He's standing in your way You smile like it's okay Knowing you'll show him somehow You're running out of time Too late to change your mind No one can save you now
You got the best of me Mister friendly You got the best of me
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