david ford
what would you have me do
Another empty bottle in the hand It helps to kill the things that we don't understand The thoughtless speak, "Yeah, I'll be there for you" Now sleep through all the dreams I never made come true But I'm a fool for you What would you have me do? Oh I'm a fool for you Trust this wretched heart to be so sure I'd stake my life on this, but I've been wrong before Now I don't blame you blanking me that time Through all the awkward "How are you?"s and "I'm just fine"s But I'm a fool for you What would you have me do? I'm a fool for you Feel that spin revolver in your hand It's impossible, you wouldn't understand Who do we think we were to even try? When this fear has claimed the souls of better men than I But I'm a fool for you What would you have me do? I'm a fool for you What would you have me do?