Well the hell with what you say   You never knew me anyway   When you meet friends out in the street   You can laugh, tell em how you got me beat      I won't tell you that I care   Or curse your name when you're not there   Thruth is I've seen it all before   And I don't have nothing left anymore      (chorus)   I get by   By leaning on the old familiar things   I won't sit by the telephone until it rings      All my friends, they moved away   Nothing here to make em stay   So I followed you around   You tied me up and kept me down      What doesn't kill you makes you stronger   So I hung around a little longer   Saw this coming miles away   And I ain't asking you to stay      (chorus)   solo   (chorus x 2)