Fool on Tape

As I sat there with Arthur Millers crucible complaining that no one cares
You lent over and whispered in my ear
You cant enjoy something you're trying to hate"
And I was like I still feel like a cigarette and to that you so politely said
We're on a train, make peace with what you're doing
Make peace with what you've done
Life'll probably be more fun
Then as I sat there thinking quietly to myself as if you might over hear
Of how you dissertate me with out a care
Then it hit mew I think I've found what I'm looking for

Now I just look at all I have to give to you in comparison to what you want
And I don't know if it's enough but I hope we soon find out
And who's to say that I mean any of this shit that I sing in these songs
Some days I look back on all of this and all I see is words on paper and hear noise on tape but
Here it goes I'm bleeding out to you this is true but I also know that it's not what Im supposed to do
I'm supposed to play it cool and be a nice guy for a change
Respect your space
Not just try to get to first base

But I'm just another fool on tape
I'm just another fool on tape
I'm just another fool on tape
Couldn't find a better way to tell you how I need you
I'm just another fool on tape
Probably shouldn't listen to this fool on tape