Foolish One

Album: Speak Now (Taylor's Version) (2023)
Charted: 40
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  • My cards are on the table, yours are in your hand
    Chances are, tonight, you've already got plans
    And chances are I will talk myself to sleep again
    You give me just enough attention to keep my hopes too high
    Wishful thoughts forget to mention when something's really not right
    And I will block out these voices of reason in my head

    And the voices say, "You are not the exception
    You will never learn your lesson"

    Foolish one
    Stop checkin' your mailbox for confessions of love
    That ain't never gonna come
    You will take the long way, you will take the long way down

    You know how to keep me waitin'
    I know how to act like I'm fine
    Don't know what to call this situation
    But I know I can't call you mine
    And it's delicate, but I will do my best to seem bulletproof
    'Cause when my head is on your shoulder
    It starts thinkin' you'll come around
    And maybe, someday, when we're older
    This is something we'll laugh about
    Over coffee every mornin' while you're watching the news

    But then the voices say, "You are not the exception
    You will never learn your lesson"

    Foolish one
    Stop checkin' your mailbox for confessions of love
    That ain't never gonna come
    You will take the long way, you will take the long way down
    Foolish one
    Stop checkin' your mailbox for confessions of love
    That ain't never gonna come
    You will learn the hard way instead of just walkin' out

    Now I'm slidin' down the wall with my head in my hands
    Sayin', "How could I not see the signs?"
    Oh, you haven't written me or called
    But goodbye screamin' in the silence
    And the voices in my head are tellin' me why

    'Cause you got her on your arm and me in the wings
    I'll get your longing glances, but she'll get your ring
    And you will say you had the best of intentions
    And maybe I will finally learn my lesson

    Foolish one
    Stop checkin' your mailbox for confessions of love
    That ain't never gonna come
    You will take the long way, you will take the long way down
    Foolish one
    Stop checkin' your mailbox for confessions of love
    That ain't never gonna come
    You will learn the hard way instead of just walkin' out, oh-oh, oh, oh

    La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, oh
    La-la-la-la-la
    Ain't never gonna come
    Ooh, you will learn the hard way now
    Foolish one
    Sittin' 'round waiting for confessions of love
    They ain't never gonna come
    And thinkin' he's the one, you should've been walkin' out
    Foolish one
    The day is gonna come for your confessions of love
    When all is said and done, he just wasn't the one
    No, he just wasn't the one Writer/s: Taylor Swift
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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