Fool

I left a warning sign by accident you caught
I always tried to conceal that
I left a smoke signal but covered it all up
You never mentioned any of that
A passing remark that was inconsequential
Rings in my ears for a week
I'm lifting all of this up way above its height
And it's still helpless to think on it so much
What matters to you truly matters to me
And so I'm making an effort
Though I don't notice anything that is changing
You convince me it's worth a shot

So if hell is full of razor blades and fingernails and fists
You're right and that makes me a fool
You're right and that makes me a fool
You're right and that makes me a fool