FOOLS
(R. Stark)

I must have seen a dozen shades of red last night
but in the morning light, they turned to gray.
I guess it's just as well. I never could stay angry, anyway.

I'm sure I filled a bathtub up with tears last night
But when I woke, I found they'd all slipped down the drain.
As they say, what's done is done
No memory of your trespasses remains.

Is is cliché of me to stay no matter what you do?
Am I naive if I believe you when you say your love is true?
Is it weak of me to turn the other cheek to you?
If forgiveness is so foolish, well, I guess I'm the fool.

I've done my share of misbehaving, I'v ebeen told
that I can drive you crazy with the best.
And there's a thousand things I do each day to put your patience to the test.

Is it cliché of you to stay no matter what I do?
Are you naive if you believe me when I say my love is true?
Is it weak of you to turn the other cheek? Because you do.
If forgiveness is so foolish, well, I guess you're the fool.

If we were the kind of people who held grudges or kept score,
our list would reach across the house and roll right out the door.

SOLO

If had called it quits the first time things got out of hand,
we wouldn't have a marriage, we would have a one-night-stand.

Is it cliché of us to stay no matter what we do?
Are we naive if we believe each other when we say our love is true?
Is it weak of us to turn the other cheek? Because we do.
If forgiveness is so foolish, well, I guess we're the fools.