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. Holding on, the days drag on, stupid girl, I should have known, I should have known... That 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.
Maybe I was naive, got lost in your eyes, I never really had a chance. My mistake I didn't go to be in love, you had to fight to have the upper hand.
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 its 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.
Cuz 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, disappearing 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.

It's too late
To catch me now.

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