Happily Ever After

< Based on my childhood- around the ages of six and ten- fancies that only girls with blonde hair and blue eyes could be pretty. I also got the idea that short people were always fat. As a result, I have no great love for secular views of beauty, or the affect they can have on the minds of even small children. Other than that, this song is totally fictional.>

It would seem,

That You And Me,

Was just a dream. 

We used to fly,

But now we fall,

On broken wings.

You used to say,

To hold my hand,

Was all you'd need.

REFRAIN:

But then why, baby, why,

The big fight?

I never said,

I didn't think,

That you were right.

But now you're staring at,

Another girl;

She has eyes of blue,

And hair that curls.

Am I in,

The wrong Fairy Tale?

When I was young,

I didn't think,

Happily Ever After ever failed.

It would seem,

That I was wrong,

To ever think,

That You And I,

Could ever love,

Quite equally.

I'm not as nice,

As pretty eyes,

In your esteem.

REFRAIN

But now you're staring at,

Another girl;

She has eyes of blue,

And hair that curls.

Am I in,

The wrong Fairy Tale?

When I was young,

I didn't think,

Happily Ever After ever failed.

Am I in,

The wrong Fairy Tale?

When I was young,

I didn't think,

Happily Ever After ever failed.

When I was young,

I didn't think,

Happily Ever After ever failed.

I used to think,

Happily Ever After never failed.

Happily Ever After never failed.

It never failed.

Never failed.

Failed.

Failed.

Failed.