glass slipper

No ones asking
To go dancing
Its not like that anymore
Its romantic
If they mean it
When they shut your fingers in the door
Its a gory
Sort of story
Thats been told a hundred times before
It gets tricky
Dont be picky
If the slipper fits you wear it whore
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
Ive been off it
Never moving very much at once
Its been awkward
I still offer it
When its 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 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
Im not asking
To go dancing
Im not that dumb anymore
Its exhausting
To keep smiling
When your toes are bleeding on the floor
Its a gory
Sort of story
Thats been told a hundred times before
Dont be sorry
Just ignore me
Because honestly Im
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
Howmany princes
Do you think it take
To put a girl like this
Back together again
How many instances
Can you point out
When I was less than kind
How many happy endings
Do you need
To change your ******* mind
And how much time
Do we have left
Before its midnight
And you see that I was
Never the right size