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Fake Friends

Höfundur lags: Joan Jett Sent inn af: Anonymous
[D]    [C]    [A]    [D]    [C]    [A]    
[D]    [C]    [A]    [D]    [C]    [A]    
When [A]you were down they were nev[D]er there
When [A]you're all alone you really[E] get to learn
If yo[A]u get back up they gonna co[D]me around
All [A]the sycophants they love to [E]make romance
To t[D]he ugly sound of 'em tellin'[A] you what you
Wann[D]a hear an' you pretend [E]    

Cuz [A]they all agree you're suppo[D]sed to have a better life
But [A]you're feelin' wors[E]e  
An' [A]they build you up till you [D]fool yourself that you're
Some[A]thing else an' it's like a [E]curse cause
You [D]can't live up to what they[A] made of you
An' [D]they tell you that you're l[E]osin' friends


Losi[D]n' friends[A], l  [D]osin' fr[A]iends
Ya [D]got nothin to lose
Ya don't l[E]ose when you[D] lose fa[A]ke friends

[D]    [C]    [A]    [D]    [C]    [A]    
[D]    [C]    [A]    [D]    [C]    [A]    
[B]    [E]    [B]    [F#]    
[B]    [E]    [B]    [F#]    
Ya [B]go an tell 'em yo[E]u were king of the hill
Whe[B]n ya need a hand [F#]- that was yesterday
Ya [B]see 'em laugh whi[E]le you're on your knees
An'[B] it breaks your h[F#]eart cuz ya gave so much
An'[E] ya can't believe[B] that ya hit the gound an'
Ya [E]notice ya been l[F#]osin' friends


Losi[E]n' frie[B]nds, [E]losin'[B] friends
Ya g[E]ot nothin to lose
Ya don't lose[F#] when you lose fa[E]ke f[B]riends

Losi[E]n' frie[B]nds, [E]losin'[B] friends
Ya g[E]ot nothin to lose
Ya don't lose[F#] when you lose fa[E]ke f[B]riends

[E]    [D]    [B]    [E]    [D]    [B]    
[E]    [D]    [B]    [E]    [D]    [B]    



When you were down they were never there
When you're all alone you really get to learn
If you get back up they gonna come around
All the sycophants they love to make romance
To the ugly sound of 'em tellin' you what you
Wanna hear an' you pretend

Cuz they all agree you're supposed to have a better life
But you're feelin' worse
An' they build you up till you fool yourself that you're
Something else an' it's like a curse cause
You can't live up to what they made of you
An' they tell you that you're losin' friends

Losin' friends, losin' friends
Ya got nothin to lose
Ya don't lose when you lose fake friends





Ya go an tell 'em you were king of the hill
When ya need a hand - that was yesterday
Ya see 'em laugh while you're on your knees
An' it breaks your heart cuz ya gave so much
An' ya can't believe that ya hit the gound an'
Ya notice ya been losin' friends

Losin' friends, losin' friends
Ya got nothin to lose
Ya don't lose when you lose fake friends

Losin' friends, losin' friends
Ya got nothin to lose
Ya don't lose when you lose fake friends


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