i'm your fool

your wrench and hatchet bore my back

i'm fierce

i'm hanging myself on your love

blood is pouring

you're still snoring

darts are falling on me from above

i could die in your arms

you wouldn't even be alarmed

i could drown in your glass of wine

you'd never know the face was mine

i'm your fool

six lanes of traffic rolling on

throwing myself straight into the wind

i'll flip or flop

i'll jump and tumble

anything for you to let me in

i could die in your arms

you wouldn't even be alarmed

i could drown in your glass of wine

you'd never know the face was mine

i'm your fool

i'm your fool