Pocket

If you stand tall with your back to the door
Then it’s your own fault when you get knocked to the floor
You may have fooled me once but I’ve got a pretty damn good memory
It’s a small world, what a type cliché
But it’s a small world, how many times can I say
That everything you do will end up coming right back around again
And if you don’t know that by now then I feel quite sorry for you
I’m sorry for you, yeah
The people that you keep around
Well, you learn from them
And they learn from you
So keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
Yeah, keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
When you just might start to melt them down
I come around
So keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
It’s a long haul to the front of the line
And you get there in your own sweet time
But there’s always somebody who decides to cut right in front of you
A wide eye looking for a ticket to ride
It’s a long night, I hope you make it out alive
You can’t spend your whole life worrying about what’s behind you
And if you don’t know that by now then I feel quite sorry for you
I’m sorry for you, yeah
The people that you keep around
Well, you learn from them
And they learn from you
So keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
Yeah, keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
When you just might start to melt them down
I come around
So keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
And it’s a lively colour, not black and white
But some people think they’re the ones who got it right
In a room so full, well
You have to be a little more flexible
And if you don’t know that by now then I feel quite sorry for you
I’m sorry for you, yeah
The people that you keep around
Well, you learn from them
And they learn from you
So keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
Yeah, keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket
When you just might start to melt them down
I come around
So keep your friends close
And your enemies in your pocket