All of the good ones aren't taken
You just don't know what you've got
And all of the chances you stop making
Leave you with lots and lots of love-me-not's
Well your prom really wasn't your high point, was it?
Man, that was a lifetime ago
Distance and time only stink up the joint
Click your heels maybe there really is no place like home
Run, run, run, run as fast as you can
Drum, drum, drum the doubting from your head
One, one, one less dreamer roams the land
Reminding everybody to remember when
When you could still believe in fairytales and miracles
Still conceive anything is possible
Still believe in the make believe
Where charming is a prince who never threatens to leave
All of the good times we've been faking
You got to figure out where to look
For cheap thrills, love spills, the test of wills
They seem to only add up to the chances that you never took
And was there really ever a high point, tell me
Did you wake up wishing it was more?
Maybe I missed it, what I've been living my life for
But can you tell me what you've done with yours?
Do you still believe in fairytales and miracles
Still conceive anything is possible
Still believe in the make believe
Where charming is a prince who never threatens to leave
For God's sake girl you aren't getting any younger
There's nobody left to undress, there's nobody left to impress