Fairytale

Cinderella's on her bedroom floor She's got a crush on the guy at the liquor store 'Cause Mr. Charming don't come home any more And she forgets why she came here And sleeping Beauty's in a foul mood for shame She says, "None for you, dear Prince, I'm tired today I'd rather sleep my whole life away Than have you keep me from dreaming" 'Cause I don't care for your fairy tales You're so worried 'bout the maiden Though you know she's only waiting On the next best thing Next best thing Snow White is doing dishes again 'Cause what else could you do with seven itty-bitty men? Sends them to bed and she calls up a friend Says, "Would you meet me at midnight?", oh The tall blond lets out a cry of despair Says, "Would've cut it myself if I knew men could climb hair I'll have to find another tower somewhere And keep away from the windows" 'Cause I don't care for your fairy tales You're so worried 'bout the maiden Though you know she's only waiting On the next best thing Next best thing Once upon a time in a far-away kingdom Man made up a story, said that I should believe him Go and tell your white knight that he's handsome in hindsight But I don't want the next best thing So I sing, I hold my head down And I break these walls 'round me Can't take no more Of your fairytale love I don't care for your fairy tales You're so worried 'bout the maiden Though you know she's only waiting on the next best thing I don't care (I don't care) I don't care (I don't care) You're worried 'bout the maiden Though you know she's only waiting Spent her whole life being graded On the sanctity of patience And a dumb appreciation But the story needs some mending And a better happy ending 'Cause I don't want the next best thing No, no, I don't want the next best thing