You came in shining, all brass, all grin, a pocket full of promise, a knife-thin skin. I watched that sparkle turn my hands to dust, pretty enough to tempt me, heavy enough to trust. And I learned the hard way what the glitter hides: some things look like treasure till they split your pride. Fool's gold, fool's gold — I held it too close. Fool's gold, fool's gold — burns colder than stone. I chased the shine and paid in my bones. Fool's gold, fool's gold — was never home. Now your name still rings in the back of my chest, like a coin in the dark that I couldn't arrest. I can taste that lesson, sharp on my tongue — what I wanted most was the thing undone. And I learned the hard way what the glitter hides: some things look like treasure till they split your pride. Fool's gold, fool's gold — I held it too close. Fool's gold, fool's gold — burns colder than stone. I chased the shine and paid in my bones. Fool's gold, fool's gold — was never home. Let it sink, let it go, let the river take the rest. I won't pray to a shimmer that was never meant to bless. Fool's gold, fool's gold — I held it too close! Fool's gold, fool's gold — burns colder than stone! I chased the shine and paid in my bones! Fool's gold, fool's gold — was never home. Shine is a liar.
