Say you're sorry, that face of an angel comes out just when you need it to. As I pace back and forth all this time 'cause I honestly believed in you. Holding on and days drag on. Stupid girl, I should have known, I should have known. I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale, I'm not the one you'll 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's too late for you and your white horse to come around. Baby, I was naive, got lost in your eyes and never really had a chance. I had so many dreams about you and me, happy endings. Now I know I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale, I'm not the one you'll 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's too late for you and your white horse to come around. And there you are on your knees, begging for forgiveness, begging for me, just like I always wanted but I'm so sorry. 'Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't our fairytale, I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well. This is a big world that was a small town, there in my rear view mirror disappears now. And it's too late for you and your white horse, now it's too late for you and your white horse to catch me now.
When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
