It takes a fool to phone a fool   When both have said it all   We make the rule, bemoan the rule   That neither one should call   But love that was   Is love that is   Demands to always be unchanged   But then all lovers are deranged.      We walk away with memories   And clutch them to our hearts   We're disembodied entities   We move in fits and starts   For burning wine   Intoxicates,   And takes all caution in its flames   All lovers are deranged.      You know that you don't really fall in love   Unless you're seventeen   The break of day will make your spirits fly   But you can't know what it means   Unless you're seventeen.      It takes a fight to start a fight   And differences remain   We have the right to think we're right   We're addicts feigning shame   For love recalled   Is love reborn   We're determined to relive the pain   But then lovers are deranged.