She threw a well-aimed dart
At a fool and his foolish heart
A game she was born to win
Like I was born to lose again
The trouble was all with me
What I could and couldn't see
The moment of truth is here
The choice left to make is clear
To be or not to be afool
That is my question
Is it better to say I'm sorry or keep her guessing
Maybe she can forgive, forget
Maybe it's not that over yet
To be or not to be a fool
That is my question
She is a gentle soul
She's not one for acting small
She took all that she could take
I broke everything that I could break
No voodoo or magic act
Can help me to bring her back
There's only one hope for me
To answer this honestly
To be or not to be afool
That is my question
Is it better to say I'm sorry or keep her guessing
Maybe she can forgive, forget
Maybe it's not that over yet
To be or not to be a fool
That is my question
Maybe she can forgive, forget
Maybe it's not that over yet
To be or not to be a fool
That is my question
To be or not to be a fool
That is my question
