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They don't stick around
I can only count my true friends on one hand

I'm tired
I'm tired of holding on
I'm tired
I'm tired of holding on... to nothing

My feelings are taken for granted
Hey man, I won't leave you
But I'll still stab you in the back

In times of trouble
I call my friends all over
To lift and help me to my feet
And keep me free from harm

In time of trouble
Acquantances   They don't stick around   I can only count my true friends on one hand      I'm tired   I'm tired of holding on   I'm tired   I'm tired of holding on... to nothing      My feelings are taken for granted   Hey man, I won't leave you   But I'll still stab you in the back      In times of trouble   I call my friends all over   To lift and help me to my feet   And keep me free from harm      In time of trouble
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