Call Me a Fool

"Cut the crust off my bread." Not in the literal sense, but I knew exactly what he meant because I lived inside his head He needed my hand to hold again I always showed up-so call me a fool He'll say he still loves me I'll say it back but it's just pretend One of these days when he makes his plea I won't be the crutch to help him stand I'll be dining on dainty finger sandwiches having someone cut the crust off for me