Fairyfail

What you really want, is it really what you want, yeah

She was at a place that she shouldn't have been in

Thought it was okay, cause she was there with friends

Pretty was a word never used to describe her

Sheltered and shy, still something about her

He was so handsome, all the girls liked him

She was surprised when she was his chosen

Things were so good, in the beginning

Dinners and trips, designer she's dripped in

Now six months have gone by, excuses start to pile high

He can't look her in the eye, confusion starts to climb high