*That face of an angel comes out just when you need it to, as I pace back and forth all this time cause I honestly believed in you. Holding on, the days drag on. Stupid girl; I should have known, I should have known that I'm not a princess. This ain't a fairytale. I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet, lead her up the stairwell. This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town. I was a dreamer before you went and let me down and now its too late for you and your White Horse to come around. Baby I was naïve, got lost in your eyes. I never really had a chance. I had so many dreams about you and me. Happy endings; now I know. Cause Im not your princess. This ain't a fairytale. Im gonna find someone, some day who might actually treat me well. This is a big world, that was a small town, there in my rearview mirror, disappearing now. And it's too late for you and your White Horse. Now its too late for you and your White Horse to catch me now.*
- Taylor Swift, "White Horse"
I love this song. It's beautiful and moving. And oddly helpful. :)
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