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I've seen you up I've seen you down
I've seen you half dead on the ground
I've seen your rise I've seen your fall
I Guess you can say I've seen it all
I've seen you climb I've seen you slip
I've seen you pull every last damn trick
I've seen you scrape I've seen you crawl
I guess you were never that great at all
How quick you are to come on back
When you got too big you left us flat
It's sorry to watch you beg and plead
Watch you crawl around on your hands and knees
I felt your love I felt your hate
I felt sorry for you and I stopped the pain
I felt so close I felt so far
I still stayed true when we were at war
I felt you warm I felt you cold
And I knew your words were growing old
I had a friend who was always near
And I miss you now 'cause you're not here
How quick you are to come on back
When the one you left for left you flat
I laughed when you asked just to stay friends
Why patch a wound that just won't mend
I want to know how did you think
That I'd owe you one little thing
I want to know how did you think
That I would let you get to me
I've seen you up I've seen you down
I've seen you half dead on the ground
I've seen your rise I've seen your fall
I Guess you can say I've seen it all
I've seen you climb I've seen you slip
I've seen you pull every last damn trick
I've seen you scrape I've seen you crawl
I guess you were never that great at all
How quick you are to come on back
When you got too big you left us flat
It's sorry to watch you beg and plead
Watch you crawl around on your hands and knees
I felt your love I felt your hate
I felt sorry for you and I stopped the pain
I felt so close I felt so far
I still stayed true when we were at war
I felt you warm I felt you cold
And I knew your words were growing old
I had a friend who was always near
And I miss you now 'cause you're not here
How quick you are to come on back
When the one you left for left you flat
I laughed when you asked just to stay friends
Why patch a wound that just won't mend
I want to know how did you think
That I'd owe you one little thing
I want to know how did you think
That I would let you get to me
Writer(s): ERNIE PARADA, ROB VITALE
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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