Gloria
Daniel Zott, Joshua Epstein
I don’t know where you go
When sitting there all lone
Staring out the window like you’re waiting for somebody else
I was a fool to be afraid of love
I was a fool to be ashamed of love, my love
I don’t feel anything
I’m as fake as a popup idea
Certainly almost as empty and fleeting
I was a fool to be afraid of love
I was a fool to be ashamed of love, my love
I was a fool to be afraid of love
I was a fool to be ashamed of love
I don’t try anymore
I’m as cold as your old Uncle Joe
Coming drunk to the party and shit talking everyone
I was a fool to be afraid of love
I was a fool to be ashamed of love, my love