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I don't believe in love or anything like that...I'm still sorry, you know! And now...If it makes me cry like this, I think that I'm just love's foolLove, what's that, love, what's that anyway...I haven't lost anything, comfortable with my solitudeI have no one anywhere I can trust, and the desolation of lonelinessKeeps turning round and round, round and round...The month I was apart from you, I thought about all sorts of thingsBeing fond of you still, even now, really is disgraceful, you know...Praising your last girlfriend, comparing me to herWhat was so fun about that anyway? What were you telling me?Love's fool! Don't leave me...Love's fool! Don't leave me...Love's fool! Don't leave me...love's fool!I don't believe in love or anything like that...I'm still sorry, you know! And now...If it makes me cry like this, I think that I'm just love's foolLove, what's that, love, what's that anyway...Though it would be nice to forget you quickly and find someone elseI'm still waiting for you to call...I really am miserable after all...What about this "ill-tempered, selfish, moody example of a woman"Did you like so much anyway? Why do I still like you, even now?Love's fool! Don't leave me...Love's fool! Don't leave me...Love's fool! Don't leave me...love's fool! From Letras Mania