Manipulated romance pretty speeches in the dark banging on your big drum you captivate heir hearts but underneath the mask is a man of straw a master of excuses closing every door I don't wanna hear your name. I don't wanna feel your pain. I don't have to play your game. I'm stronger, things have changed, I'm no longer in fools, fools paradise fools paradise. Your poetic inspiration is a work of art but your obsession with the glory rules a self-centered heart accumulative hatred living in fear and when the bitterness is over another victim reappears I don't wanna hear your name I don't wanna feel your pain I'm no longer in fool's fool's paradise