No one's asking to go dancing it's not like that anymore
Its romantic if they mean it when they shut your fingers in the door
Its a gory sort of story that's been told a hundred times before

It gets tricky don't be picky if the slipper fits you wear it !@^%



How many tips can i take home tonight without them getting mad
How many stitches do you think it takes to fix a cut that bad
How many minutes until midnight and you get your eyesight back


Not to knock it i've been off it never moving very much at once
Its been awkward i still offer it when it's that time of

Other girls shower but i give out flowers
To curious strangers who throw dollars at my feet


How many crimes can i try spotting dry before it leaves a stain
How many times say that i love you til it doesnt't mean a thing
How many fittings must i sit through with my big feet blistering

How many times until it strips me and my big mouth strikes again

I'm not asking to go dancing i'm not that dumb anymore

Its exhausting to keep smiling when your toes are bleeding on the floor
Its a gory sort of story that's been told a hundred times before
Don't be sorry just ignore me because honestly

I'm too sore from fitting exactly to ride into setting suns aching to
Stand on my own two feet


How many wishes do i still have left to fix the way it ends
How many princes do you think
It takes to put a girl like this back together again

How many instances can you point out where i was less than kind
How many happy endings do you need to change your $#&@ing mind
And how much time do we have left before it's midnight and

You see that i was never the right size?