fool

So, maybe I’m a Queen of Hearts,

destroying love with heavy darts.

But who are you, o Fool that clings?

Everything you do, it just stings.

Or maybe you’re the King,

And I’m just a puppet on a string.

But I broke free,

you saw me fly.

You’re on one knee,

but don’t dare try.

I ain’t no fool

you can use like a tool.

There ain’t no rule

saying that this is cool

’cause I’m not a fool

for you

anymore.

Mask on in the parade.

No I won’t fall for the serenade.

I’ll just hide behind my fan,

and wait for you to understand

I ain’t no fool

you can use like a tool.

There ain’t no rule

saying that this is cool

’cause I’m not a fool

for you

anymore.

Such a fool.

Such a fool.

Such a fool

you are.

I ain’t no fool

you can use like a tool.

There ain’t no rule

saying that this is cool

’cause I’m not a fool

for you

anymore.

So, maybe I’m a Queen of Hearts.

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