Nathan Wiley - Old Familiar Things lyrics

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 k** 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)