Asking me out on dates and planning trips on the weekend
Buying me chocolates and even sending kisses on his texts
Telling me I’m beautiful and kept saying he loves me
Being so wonderful and does things to make me happy
Did somebody abduct him? Is this an impostor?
Maybe my true love is chained under someone’s trap door
Or maybe a witch appeared and put on him a curse
What if my prince is stuck on a well dying of thirst?
Wait for me my love, I shall come to your aid
I know this isn’t you, you need not be afraid
I shall throw a dagger to the heart of this con man
He’ll die before sunrise and you’ll be back in my arms