I’ve been ruined, by the ones who tell me everyday not to be ruined
How do they expect me to cope?
They ruin themselves, ruin each other.
They tell me that it’s not always that way,
Okay, then what is it?
It wouldn’t have turned out this way if it wasn’t.
I tell myself, maybe there is hope
But no
How can there be?
Love isn’t real
Fairytales aren’t real
And that’s what love is
Just a fairytale
One day I’ll live the dream
But as soon as I wake up it’ll be the same
Just an ordinary day
Nothing spectacular
Nothing new
Just my life the way it always is
Nothing changes, but if it does
It’s not going to last
Watch that fairytale go.
Mar 21, 2011
Mar 21, 2011 at 12:25 PM UTC
I’ve been ruined, by the ones who tell me everyday not to be ruined
How do they expect me to cope?
They ruin themselves, ruin each other.
They tell me that it’s not always that way,
Okay, then what is it?
It wouldn’t have turned out this way if it wasn’t.
I tell myself, maybe there is hope
But no
How can there be?
Love isn’t real
Fairytales aren’t real
And that’s what love is
Just a fairytale
One day I’ll live the dream
But as soon as I wake up it’ll be the same
Just an ordinary day
Nothing spectacular
Nothing new
Just my life the way it always is
Nothing changes, but if it does
It’s not going to last
Watch that fairytale go.
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