She’s a sucker for fairytales
She believes the books she read by the
candlelight
She dreamt of her prince in the smoke
of twilight
So strong and steady on a milky-white
steed
Without a warner, he appears in a corner
Tattooing his face in her heart
It was a fairy tale love right from the start…
It was a fairy tale love right from the start…
So the story starts, playful at first
Suppressed smiles, meaningful glances
Countless conversations, doubling the
chances
Homies tell her that it ain’t easy
Tell her it ain’t fun and it ain’t for
everybody
She ignores what ifs, nothings wrong…
nothings right
As she’s lost it all in his face so bright
She says she’ll see them later, she’s
in a fantasy
She runs to her shooting star, her fleeting
ecstasy
Age ain't nothing, but
a number
She knows not, he's a taker not a
giver
His head so high wouldn’t bend to kiss
She bowed his head and joins her lips to
his
He closed his eyes & surrenders to the
bliss
Coz they pressed upon his brain as upon his
lips
As each day gets better, each day makes her
closer
The burning sensation left by his goatee
doesn’t matter
She’s stoned as his passionate kisses
get sweeter
She’s trapped inside a prison of mirrors
She’s got no clue that sorrow is nearer…
She snaps back to reality
The truth is bitter, but fairytale endings
are a rarity
She turns the music down, touches the sound
of silence
Remembers them days as the music faded
Brings herself to say it loud and clear,
it’s complicated…
Lump in her throat, she looks the other way
As she decides to stay out of harm's way
As she decides to stay out of harm's way
Man, he’s stabbed her right in her heart
She needs a transplant, for a brand new
start…
