I Choose Another Story

I don't know if I believe in fairy-tales, Ooh baby, not after you and me. They use to seem like they were real, But I think you've ruined that for me. How can I trust in something, When the cover is bare and the pages burn and tear, As if my touch were lightening. Our binding comes undone, As if we were just blank sheets, Not the novel or romance we thought we should be. My heart breaks at the thought, That maybe we should put this to a stop. But I don't want to see either of us hurt, Not anymore, I'm tired of this chapter, I loved you, every page and every line, But this doesn't seem to be the right story for my life.