The world's greatest loser
If the rest of the world could see you today
Their laughter would bring the sun to its knees
And even the flowers would leap from the ground
Like bulldogs
And chase you away to where you belong
Wherever that is...
And who cares where it is
I guess nothing ever works for us
We're fools, of course
Fool was written by Andrew Broder.
Fool was produced by Andrew Broder.