I was a novice without a trade You were an orphan without a name I was a fighter you couldn't train And you the flyer on higher planes
I was the secret you couldn't keep And you the keeper who held the key I was a criminal out on the streets And you the lawyer defending me
Of all of the things I could do I made a fool out of you With every lie you believed You made a poet out of me
I was the writer of careless words And you the reader who finally learned I'm just a liar in love with love And you the dreamer just waking up
Of all of the things I could do I made a fool out of you With every lie you believed You made a poet out of me
You're the rain and you're the skies And I'm a thousand half-ass lies It's painful but it's true And I'm the only fool I see Ain't that a twisted irony? A different point of view...