Part of a goodbye.

My momma never raised any fools, ‘cept for me
But this fool momma’s, beginning to see
You lead a crash course life
On the edge of a knife
Peek back around the corner
Trying to see things twice
But the mirror gets no clearer
And you think you need a seer
But the seer hasn’t a sign
You lose your vision
In a cold, dark prison
A prison of your own design
Now, your heart is aching
Cause the love you’ve taken
Is the one that’s leaving you behind

O, just another show
O, time to watch it go
O, hope you understand
O, I’m not your fool-hearted man

My momma never raised any fools, ‘cept for me
But this fool momma’s, beginning to see
You say you’re missing me still
And you always will
Cause listen to me momma
I’ve had more than my fill
Of the lying you’ve been trying
Baby, I ain’t buying
I ain’t buying it anymore
Your schemes and visions
Seems like you’ve been missing
A vision of what loving’s for
All the losing you’ve been choosing
Losing and abusing
Got me running right out the door

O, just another show
O, time to watch it go
O, hope you understand
O, I’m not your fool-hearted man
No, No, No

My momma never raised any fools, ‘cept for me
But this fool, momma’s
Beginning to see

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