Running With Scissors

Thanks For Nothing

Used to believe in love

Used to dream about a prince

I would have a diamond castle

where we both could live

I used to believe in fairytales

But now my head's wrecked

And my heart is frail

So much for believing

Used to believe in love

I knew how my story would begin

He'd take me by the hand

(I never knew you could deceive with a grin)

Used to believe love's existence never failed

But now my head's wrecked

And my heart is frail

Thanks for nothing.