Foolish Games
You took your coat off and stood in the rain.
You're always crazy like that.
I watched from my window, always felt I was outside
looking in on you.
You were always the mysterious one with
dark eyes and careless hair you were
fashionably sensitive but too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, you got nothin to say
besides some comment on the weather
Well in case you failed to notice, in case you failed to see.
This is my heart, bleeding before you.
This is me down on my knees.
And these foolish games are tearing me apart.
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
Breaking my heart...
You're always brilliant in the morning
You're smoking your cigarettes
And talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you, you loved Mozart.
And you speak of your loved ones
as I clumsily strum my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things
Things that were daring, things that were clean
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean
So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
Somewhere along the line I must've gone off track with you
Well excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else.
Somebody who gave a damn, somebody more like myself.
And these foolish games are tearing me, tearing me, tearing me apart.
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart...
You're breaking my heart.
You took your coat off and stood in the rain.
You're always crazy like that.
You're always crazy like that.
I watched from my window, always felt I was outside
looking in on you.
You were always the mysterious one with
dark eyes and careless hair you were
fashionably sensitive but too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, you got nothin to say
besides some comment on the weather
Well in case you failed to notice, in case you failed to see.
This is my heart, bleeding before you.
This is me down on my knees.
And these foolish games are tearing me apart.
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
Breaking my heart...
You're always brilliant in the morning
You're smoking your cigarettes
And talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you, you loved Mozart.
And you speak of your loved ones
as I clumsily strum my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things
Things that were daring, things that were clean
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean
So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
Somewhere along the line I must've gone off track with you
Well excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else.
Somebody who gave a damn, somebody more like myself.
And these foolish games are tearing me, tearing me, tearing me apart.
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart...
You're breaking my heart.
You took your coat off and stood in the rain.
You're always crazy like that.
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Writer(s): Jewel Kilcher
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