Tekstovi: Stereophonics. Positively 4th Street.

You've got a lot of nerve, to say you are my friend,
When I was down, you just stood there grinning,
You've got a lot of nerve, to say you've got a helping hand to lend,
You just wanna be on the side that's winning,

You say I let you down, you know it's not like that,
If you're so hurt why then don't you show it?
You say you've lost your faith but that's not were it's at,
You had no faith to lose, and you know it,

I know the reason, that you talk behind my back,
I used to be among the crowd your in with,
Do you take me for such a fool, to think I would make contact?
The one who tries to hide, what you don't know to begin with,

You see me on the street, you always act surprised,
You say "how are you?, good luck" but you don't mean it,
When you know as well as me, you'd rather see me paralyzed,
Why don't you just come out once and scream it?
No I do not feel that good, I see the heart-breaks you embrace,
If I was a master thief, perhaps I'd rob them,

And though you're satisfied with your position and your place,
Don't you understand it's not my problem?
I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes,
And just for that one moment I could be you,
Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes,
You'd know what a drag it is to see you