FAKE FRIENDS

James,
Thanks for the heads up.
You have NO idea how timely these lyrics are:

FAKE FRIENDS/JOAN JETT

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

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

Losing friends, losing friends
You got nothin to lose
You don’t lose
when you lose fake friends

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

Losin’ friends, losin’ friends
You got nothin to lose
You don’t lose when you lose fake friends

AND:
POSITIVELY 4th STREET/Bob Dylan
You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning

You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that's winning

You say I let you down
You know it's not like that
If you're so hurt
Why then don't you show it

You say you lost your faith
But that's not where it's at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it

I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd
You're in with

Do you take me for such a fool
To think I'd make contact
With the one who tries to hide
What he don't know to begin with

You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say, "How are you?" "Good luck"
But you don't mean it

When you know as well as me
You'd rather see me paralyzed
Why don't you just come out once
And scream it

No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief
Perhaps I'd rob them

And now I know you're dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don't you understand
It's not my problem

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you.