When my picture's in a frame, in the Fool's Hall of Fame, There'll be no one you can blame but me. She was mean and so unkind, a two-faced woman with a one-track mind, I was so blind I could not see.
I believed all her lies, and bad alibis, Yes and everyone was wise, but me. Now I see that I've been mislead, about everything she said, Call me a fool and I'll agree.