Love is for fools.
How else you explain the things we do?
We act posse like zombies when in love.

Where have you been?
Where are you going?
So insecure that we let it controls us.

Making others comment on us being dumb.

Yes, love is for fools.
And we all are one.

Acting out the part of foolish love to anyone that comes to love us.

Listen to things we say.

I can't live without you.
You the heart and soul of all parts of me.

Why do you think folks follow the rule?
See a fool, use a fool.