Fake tales

I don’t know why they’re called fairy tales
Because my dreams haven’t come true
All I’ve ever thought about
Was me being with u

I guess u have to be a princess
Or some kind of royalty
But that just doesn’t make any sense
And doesn’t seem fair to me

And as for happily ever after
It’s more like depressed
I’m trying so hard I’m losing my mind
On top of that I’m getting stressed

I’m trying to make u see that U’re my prince
But I guess it doesn’t work out that way
So now I walk around like a mummy
Pretending everything’s okay

Cinderella and the others must be very very lucky
Or have some secret they share
All I know is when I woke up and looked
u still weren’t there

And where’s my fairy godmother
If you see her tell her she’s fired
Cause I’m the one playin matchmaker
Wearin myself out and feeling tired