Ok
They treated me like dirt
Cuz" thats what I deserved"
They have no spots in my heart
Cuz those spots were reserved
I probably sound like Cinderella
Mopping up these floors
But I'm not waiting for my fella
I'm walking through these doors
But no, that is my dream
And my dreams don't come true
A lot of dream don't
Well, Maybe just a few
And while they are living there dreams
I wish to run away
But I just do what I do best
I just pretend it's ok
