Fool's Gold Lyrics

She's smoking cigarettes

A sight to see

And I'm a mess

I guess I will admit

That she could take my final breath

How typical of me think

That she would find an interest in me

She took my hand and honestly

She crushed me with dishonesty

I'm thinking back on yesterday

And all the things I couldn't say

So cold

It's getting way too old

Please don't

The same old story told

It goes on and on and on and on

And on and on and on and on

And on and on and on and on

And on and on and on and on

Ignored the warning signs

She's only passing by

She took my heart

And then she went and fucked some other guy

So cold

It's getting way too old

Please don't

The same old story told

It goes on and on and on and on

And on and on and on and on

And on and on and on and on

And on and on and on and on

Fool's gold

False fortune told

You reap what you sow

I don't know you anymore

She wore a mask and held a pitchfork

And danced upon my broken bones

All of this considered

Another lesson learned

So cold

It's getting way too old

Please don't

The same old story told

It goes on and on and on and on

And on and on and on and on

And on and on and on and on

And on and on and on and on and on