Fool
He's gone, can you not see?
Please, just let me be,
You don't know a damned thing!
Your don't know the love,
So pure, so very true.
Knowing he's always there,
Helping you through.
To wake up in the morning,
With him lying beside you.
No matter how hard life gets,
He'll pull you through.
Feeling part of something so special,
Nothing could be this good.
But in the end, it's all a dream.
No matter what you say you know,
Think you know, feel you know…
In the end, you're played the fool.
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