I wake up every morning and I look to find you there,
But only empty walls look back and empty walls don't care,
Then I'll have breakfast just for one, it used to be for two,
And that's the way a day begins when you're living like a fool.
Each day I meet the same old friends and tell the same old lies,
No I don't miss her, pardon me, there's somethin' in my eye,
And as the days and lies go on it takes a drink or two,
And that's the way a day goes by when you're living like a fool.
At night I go out on the town what else is there to do,
Although I'd gladly trade it all to be alone with you,
But 'til I set aside my pride and hope that you will too,
I'll have to go on telling lies and living like a fool.
Yes, that's the way a day goes by when you're living like a fool.
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