[Originally by Bob Dylan]

You got a lotta nerve

To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning


You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend

You just want to 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 lost your faith

But that's not where 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
You're in with


Do you take me for such a fool
To think I'd make contact
With the one who tries to hide

What he 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
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief

Perhaps I'd rob them

And now I know you're dissatisfied

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