Seeing is believing or so they say
But whos to judge whats real anyway?
I know its fake so get off your high horse
Youd rather have this dream than your tears and heartaches
Im sorry, but I cant help you
Im really sorry, but Im busy chasing fool's gold
Its always been this way, I gotta ride my own wave
Cant intellectualize, theres no compromise
Im not like you, I can only be me
And thats something you never quite figured out
Im sorry, but I cant help you
Im really sorry, but Im busy chasing fool's gold