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 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's 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. My mistake, I didn't know that 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 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. (...) 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 a fairy-tale  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 review 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. Try and catch me now. Oh, it's too late to catch me now.