Bob Dylan

you've gotta lotta nerve to say you are my friend
when i was down you just stood there grinnin'
you've gotta lotta nerve to say you have a helping hand to lend
you just want to be on the side that's winnin'
you see me on the street, you always act surprised
ya say how are you?, good luck, but ya dont mean it
when you know as well as me you'd rather see me paralized
why dont you just come out once and scream it
i know the reason you talked behind my back
i used to be among the crowd you're in with
but do you take me for such a fool, to think i'd make contact
with the one who tries to hide what he dont know to begin with?