Chivalry is Dead

The world I dreamed and the world I know
Ain’t even close, that’s how it goes
Made to believe we’ll meet a fella
Be like Snow White or more Cinderella
What a waste of time, all the books we read
There ain’t no prince, chivalry is dead
Well, I found me a man and he combs his hair
But there ain’t no doubt he’ll always care
About that guitar more than me
I ain’t even number three
No he ain’t no gent, I turn my head
'Cause I’m no lady and chivalry is dead
I need a hanky on the ground about as much as I need
Being dragged around on somebody’s arm
So what if at the dance, I got to deal with wandering hands?
So does he and I don’t see any harm
I fight my battles in a red dot dress
No, I ain’t no damsel in distress
If that was still the mind of most
Then I’d be burning on a post
It don’t break my heart, it hurts my head
But I’m still standing if chivalry is dead
It don’t break my heart, it hurts my head
But I’m still standing if chivalry is dead
It don’t break my heart, it hurts my head
But I’m still standing if chivalry is dead