The smell of a candle
freshly blown out
the light of the clock
shines on my skin
like a sickly green moonlight
on a pale white days decay
I try to wipe you from my memory
but your face wont fade away
another boy kissed me today
I laughed in his mouth
its not funny that Im not kissing you
Im not laughing because we fell through
its the stories they told us when we were younger about life and love
how our happiness lies in the hands of another
whod fly in on the wings of a dove
well thats the way the fairy tale goes
boy meets girl and they wed with roses
but thats not the way it seems to be
and Im pissed that they lied to me
cuz boy meets boy and boy runs away
or girl meets girl and shes afraid to stay
we end up home alone watching court tv
not living ever after happily
youre right
you are prince charming
onto the next princess when hes bored with the last
hes the hero of every story
hes got his chapter in every girls book
he walks away with all the honor and glory
but I wonder what else he took
goodbye, prince charming
and drown sleeping beauty
shove Cinderellas slipper where the sun dont shine
toss the little mermaid back out to sea
cuz the fairy godmother had to perform another abortion today
and the seven dwarves live in the forest, of course, cuz they were driven away
but this part of the story could spark a cultural rage
so at the sound of the tone we just turn the page
starting today
well tell the story my way
the king of imperfection
takes back the prince of mistakes