Songs I Write | VIII

Proud Fool

I cut my hair so you could fuck me without hurting me
I didn't know it would mean that you would stop
Stopped wearing makeup, skirts and vests, it all seemed so easy
Up to the moment it was not for you

Well, you know what they say
Out of sight, out of mind
You haven't seen my face
Or heard my name for quite a while

I stopped eating my favourite foods so I'd hear nicer things
Like how pretty you think I am rather than could be
I'm always home, always alone, so you trust where I've been
Why won't that be enough to make you want to love me?

Hey, you know what they say
You don't know what you got till its gone
Words to threaten your stay
I want you to stay, is that so wrong?

I sold my soul to the devil 'cause he looked like you
I'd throw my whole life aside to take up space in your room
I'd bask in your shadow, I would proudly be your fool
I request the shallow end of this sea of resentment like it's not cruel
'Cause I'm your fool

Well, you know what they say
Out of sight, out of mind
You haven't seen my face
Or heard my name for quite a while

Hey, you know what they say
You don't know what you got till its gone
I'm sick over you, babe
I want you to stay, is that wrong?

I want you to stay, is that wrong?