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Isn't it funny?
Funny to think
I once believed you
I thought you were being straight

But what a bad joke
Well, it's always the same
With one hand you offer
While the other slaps my face

You, you
Made a willin' fool
Made a willin' fool
Out of me

So there you sit
In the great city of kicks
Your apologetic fingers
Fumbling with a pack of cigarettes

Your good intentions
As hollow as your eyes
Yeah, you paint your world
With brilliant lies

You, you
Made a willin' fool
Made a willin' fool
Out of me

The last time that I saw you
I was dangling from a ledge
You posed quickly for a picture
Just before I lost my grip

You kind a remind me of those
Psychos in a German film
Yeah, you're that cool, smirking weirdo
With the voices in his head

Voices in his head
Voices in his head
Voices in his, voices in his
Voices in his head

You
Made a willin' fool
Made a willin', made a willin', made a willin' fool
Out of me
Isn't it funny?   Funny to think   I once believed you   I thought you were being straight      But what a bad joke   Well, it's always the same   With one hand you offer   While the other slaps my face      You, you   Made a willin' fool   Made a willin' fool   Out of me      So there you sit   In the great city of kicks   Your apologetic fingers   Fumbling with a pack of cigarettes      Your good intentions   As hollow as your eyes   Yeah, you paint your world   With brilliant lies      You, you   Made a willin' fool   Made a willin' fool   Out of me      The last time that I saw you   I was dangling from a ledge   You posed quickly for a picture   Just before I lost my grip      You kind a remind me of those   Psychos in a German film   Yeah, you're that cool, smirking weirdo   With the voices in his head      Voices in his head   Voices in his head   Voices in his, voices in his   Voices in his head      You   Made a willin' fool   Made a willin', made a willin', made a willin' fool   Out of me