Fools Gold.

Late night, wrong side of sober,

Messages at the tone, while,

She sins in someone else's sheets,

Spent all my hours on her,

He's buying flowers for her,

She's moving on I'm losing sleep,

I'll take it with no chaser,

It must be in her nature,

To get me drunk on jealousy,

I try, but there's no takers,

She knows I can't replace her,

She knows I'll call her up at 03:00,

'Cause she won't be calling me,

I'm losing sleep, looking for you in the bottle,

You're bittersweet, I'll be feeling this tomorrow,

I know I shouldn't, said I wouldn't but I'll dial again,

There's no hope, you're just,

Fools gold.

Sessions left unattended,

I'll leave another message, and pull that bottle of the shelf,

I know that I'll regret it,

Know I shouldn't surpress it,

But I'll raise this glass all by myself,

'Cause I,

Lost her on the coast,

I've got whisky on this coaster,

To take this pain away from me,

Part of me knows, and part of me hopes,

The stories aren't true, and she's coming home,

But, she'll never tell me where she's been,

'Cause she won't be calling me,

I'm losing sleep, looking for you in the bottle,

You're bittersweet, I'll be feeling this tomorrow,

I know I shouldn't, said I wouldn't but I'll dial again,

There's no hope, you're just,

Fools gold.

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I'm losing sleep, looking for you in the bottle,

You're bittersweet, I'll be feeling this tomorrow,

I know I shouldn't, said I wouldn't but I'll dial again,

There's no hope, you're just,

Fools gold.

I'm losing sleep, looking for you in the bottle,

You're bittersweet, I'll be feeling this tomorrow,

I know I shouldn't, said I wouldn't but I'll dial again,

There's no hope, you're just,

Fools gold.