Текст песни The Fool - Notebook.

Graceful...
Faithful...
To me

Test my luck. Walk that ledge. Dancing on razor′s edge
Pleasure's touch, I fall for it. Asphyxiate. Take my breath
The Fool for you...
The Fool for you...

Strut with a confidence unshaken. Must′ve forgotten: I'm just brainless
What didn't stop me is done chasin′; under the floor, they fell; failed hard
Tell-Tale Heart. Nine-Inch Nails pressed in
Trent Reznor; and I felt their parts...

Maybe I′ve lost my grip on what it means to be alive
Maybe I've lost my grip on what it means to be alive

Still, in flux, I know my pledge. Ignorance upholds the blessed
Test my luck. Walk that ledge. Stay unscathed by razor′s edge
The Fool for you...
The Fool for you...

The emptiest cup can be filled to the brim. Pour it
So ready to run through these chilling events. Sworn in...
With a Tell-Tale Heart. Nine-Inch Nails pressed in
Trent Reznor. My cell departs. They fell; failed hard

Maybe I've lost my grip on what it means to be alive
Maybe I′ve lost my grip on what it means to be alive

Graceful...
Faithful...
To me