Lyrics Foolin' - Andrew Combs

Foolin'

Is it too much to ask
A little quiet conversation
Desperate times, and desperate crimes
Call for desperate situations
Oh I’ve lost mind
Down the road of no direction
While I claim its in the corner
Full of dreams and awe and wonder
Ohhh
Who do I think I’m fooling
Ohhh
Who do I think I’m fooling
Every move I make
In the name of good intentions
Is a well planned, slide of hand
Calculated direction
Oh I’ve I tried and tried
Lord knows how I’ve tried
But if I can’t stand for something
They say, «I guess you’re good for nothing»
Ohhh
Who do I think I’m fooling
Ohhh
Who do I think I’m fooling
I do a line
Have a drink
Tell the world
What I think
Keep it fast
Keep it mean
I don’t mean what I’m saying baby
Somebody save me
Ohhh
Who do I think I’m fooling
Ohhh
Who do I think I’m fooling
Ohhh
Who do I think I’m fooling
Ohhh
Who do I think I’m fooling