this life aint the fairy tale we both thought it would be
but I can see your smiling face as it's staring back at me
I know we both see these changes now
I know we both understand somehow
you can say what you mean,
but it won't change a thing,
I'm sick of the secrets,
stood on the edge, tied to the noose,
and you came along and you cut me loose
...
you came along and you cut me loose