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've know... I should've 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.