The Pretender
you've got a kind of friends i don't like
you've got a kind of friends i hate
you're only counting my mistakes
you're only talking 'bout my faults
you're treating me in such a badly way
you're nearly driving my insane
i cannot stand you anymore
get outta my mind
get outta my way
you are the winner and i'm still the fool
'cos you play your game with your dirty rules
you're running away just to make me wait
so it looks you're in time and i'm too late
you're treating me in such a badly way
you're nearly driving my insane
i cannot stand you anymore
get outta my mind
get outta my way
you're treating me in such a badly way
you're nearly driving my insane
i cannot stand you anymore
get outta my mind
get outta my way