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Breadcrumbs scattered on the table,
The coffee is laying on the floor,
Bad enough you told me you're pretending,
But now you're walking out my door.
If you think that I'll start crying, baby, then you need to turn around,
And wonder why my salted tears will never touch the ground.
There's something you didn't know about me, honey:
You're not the only one who can break the rules,
So when you come back to say that you're sorry,
You'll be just another memory in my Gallery of Fools.
You had me that very first night,
I took your words straight to heart,
But I knew, when things went a little too perfect,
You'd be the type to tear them apart.
If you think I'll be missing your love and all your tender touch,
Then wrap your arms around my shadow and tell yourself as much.
There's something you didn't know about me, honey:
You're not the only one who can break the rules,
So when you come back to say that you're sorry,
You'll be just another memory in my Gallery of Fools.
They say that three times makes the charm,
But fate lended me her hand with you,
Too much of the lies and those wandering eyes,
And you were out by the count of two.
There's something you didn't know about me, honey:
You're not the only one who can break the rules,
So when you come back to say that you're sorry,
You'll be just another memory in my Gallery of Fools.