The ghosts in my heart don't feel you anymore
They couldn't care less that you've ever been
Fearless and silent they name you a whore
Inside and outside, without and within

What did I lose when you were never even real
I feel sick to my stomach and my heart doesn't feel
There won't be a scar, there was never a wound
When you sought another victim, you should have better thought it through

I'm not the fool

You know you didn't need a damn bit of my help
You made your own bed, you brought it all down on yourself
Cloak and dagger, smoke and mirrors, and my favorite: wait and see
I always warned you not to play those games with me

What did I lose when you were never even real
I feel sick to my stomach and my heart doesn't feel
There won't be a scar, there was never a wound
When you sought another victim, you should have better thought it through

I'm not the fool