Fairytale piano leadsheet with chords

Cinderella's on her bedroom floor.

She's got a crush on a guy at the liquor store

'cause Mister Charming don't come home anymore,

and she forgets why she came here.

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 can you do with seven itty bitty men?

Sends them to bed and she call up a friend;

says, "Would you meet me at midnight?"

Oh. The tall blonde lets out a cry of despair;

says, "Would have 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 Once upon a time in a faraway 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 and 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.

You worry '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.