Intelligent Fool

I sit and I wait
I wait and I try
To pick through excuses and all of the lies
I fell in the road as it grew cold outside
She sits and she waits, and paints her long nails
And comes up with long tales, and I eat them slow
I’m so naïve I eat them slow
I sit and I wait
I wait and I cry
Play the images in the back of my mind
I promise myself to avoid all of her kind
she sits and she waits before she comes back again
And I’m such a fool because I let her in
My friends just shake their heads and ask themselves why
I’m such a fool
Such an intelligent fool
As I ignore the obvious clues
She sits and she waits and paints all her nails, red
And comes up with painted tales, I’ve been fed
Oh I wanted to believe them
So I sit and I wait
I wait while she flies
Pretend she had good intentions inside
I crave attention in my life