Pockets - I won't be there anymore
You don't have to say you're sorry
Save your sad and sympathetic eyes
Now you want me for a brother
Come on, -spare me from your fony lies
One day you will realize that
all your dreams were built on lies
And you'll meet your evil brother
when you knock on his door
I won't be there anymore
Do you take me for a fool
that'll just sit and wait for you
I won't be there anymore
And I promise you my former friend
You'll never ever hear from me again
I know what you've been doing
All the time you've been out screwing
with this fine guy in his motor car
And I'll recommend an Oscar
for you excellent performance every night
I don't hate you but I know you will
When you wake up in your lonely cell
And you'll meet your evil brother
when you knock on his door
I won't be there anymore...
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