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sad, trad...Picture of a FoolI recall goin' bowling with neighborsmy heart was rough as a rented shoeI'd turn beet red in front of my buddieswhen she'd tickle me and say "I love you"and I'd tell her I had other things goingwhen she asked to go dancing with friendsI painted my heart into a lonely cornercos I was too selfish to pencil her in'stead I drew the line at things I thought were smalllike holding hands strolling through the mallI drew the line at lover's talk on my work phoneI drew the line at long kisses when I got homesoon battlelines were drawn and then she was gonecos all I drewwas a picture of a foolnow I'm lost and thinkin' 'bout the last daysof a love I thought would always lastprofiles of a man too proud to show his feelingsfill the mirrors melting in my glasscos each empty drink reveals reflectionsof a haunted face that I can't facethough my tears make the ink run on her lettermy regrets run too deep for whiskey to erasecos I drew the line at things I thought were smalllike holding hands while strolling through the mallI drew the line at lover's talk on my work phoneI drew the line at long kisses when I got homesoon battlelines were drawn and then she was goneand all I drewwas a picture of a foolin the end all I drewwas a picture of a fool...(c)2007 Robert George