fool
dragging your foul mood around
much to the sound of the
jealous words your father said
and the discontent your mother
plants into your head
have turned you into a fool

close all the doors in the room
the room where you weep until noon
you'd wish the day away
cause there's nothing left to say or do
in this persistent gloom

there are times in your life
when everyone says you owe them
just shut out all the noise
look at me
you don't need to be lonesome

abandon all your tortured plans
before this love slips
through your hands