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Say you're sorry
That face of an angel
comes out just when you need it to.
As I paced back and forth all this time
'cause I honestly believed in you.
Holdin' on,
the days drag on.
Stupid girl,
I should've known, I should've known.
That I'm not a princess; this ain't a fairy tale.
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 too late for you and your white horse to come around.
Maybe 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
That I'm not a princess; this ain't a fairy tale.
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 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 sooo sorry.
'Cause I'm not your princess; this ain't a 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 rearview mirror disappearing now.
And it's too late for you and your white horse--
now it's too late for you and your white hrose to catch me now.
That face of an angel
comes out just when you need it to.
As I paced back and forth all this time
'cause I honestly believed in you.
Holdin' on,
the days drag on.
Stupid girl,
I should've known, I should've known.
That I'm not a princess; this ain't a fairy tale.
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 too late for you and your white horse to come around.
Maybe 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
That I'm not a princess; this ain't a fairy tale.
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 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 sooo sorry.
'Cause I'm not your princess; this ain't a 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 rearview mirror disappearing now.
And it's too late for you and your white horse--
now it's too late for you and your white hrose to catch me now.
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