| Fool By Paige Symmons Not everyone can sympathize With your long pouts And your wet eyes And the looks you shoot at me As I pass you by What did I ever take from you I only tried to give to you The thoughts I thought would mean to you All they meant to me If all you do Is ridicule What chance do I have from you? You take my words and twist into All you stole from me |
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| All I want are attributes That make me seem Like I'm like you Charming all who chance by you But never seem to fool I just want to be like you You seem so grounded Oh, so cool But you always change into The one who lies to me Charming all who chance by you Never tried to be the fool Oh, so warm But, oh, so cool You take all, and twist into The fool you made of me |
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