Hopeless. Tragic? No, I knew what to expect.
All the same foolish games. A broken record scratched with a stain of loneliness.
All of those happy tales of a princess in a tower and a handsome, loyal prince...
Where did my childhood go? Why must I waste my tears on such an unattainable person? Where are my teenage years headed?
Lie, after lie, after lie, spit into my face. You can be famous. You have so many great friends. Every boy cannot help themselves around you.