Willin’ Fool

[Verse 1]
Isn't it funny, funny to think
I once believed you, I thought you were being straight?
But what a bad joke, well, it's always the same
With one hand you offer while the other slaps my face

[Chorus]
You
You made a willin' fool
You made a willin' fool out of me

[Verse 2]
So there you sit in the great city of kicks
Your apologetic fingers fumbling with a pack of cigarettes
Your good intentions as hollow as your eyes
Yeah, you paint your world with brilliant lies

[Chorus]
You
You made a willin' fool
You made a willin' fool out of me

[Bridge]
The last time I saw you, I was dangling from a ledge
You posed quickly for a picture just before I lost my grip
You kind a remind me of those psychos in a German film
Yeah, you're that cool smirking weirdo with the voices in his head

[Bridge]
Voices in his head
Voices in his
Voices in his
Voices in his head

[Chorus]
You
You made a willin' fool
You made a willin' fool out of me