that face of an angel
comes out just when you need it to
and I paced back and forth all this time
because I honestly believed in you
holding on
and days track on
stupid girl,
I should have known, I should have known


I am not a princes, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one to sweep off her feet,
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town,
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it too late for you and your white horse, to come around