You play the fool I play it cool Knowing the joke's on me You ask me why I look bemused You're nursing wounds Your trusted goons Better stop hustling, see You need to take it out alone The underbelly's soft The funny bone's dry You're seething You whine by playing mute While sundry other fools are dreaming Who hurt you so you still can't cry Why, won't you answer why? Can't we be dreaming Dreaming