I can't wait for the day you come and sweep me off my feet
You know that chivalry's dead
Would be nice if the girl you liked enjoyed that you were sweet
And kind
But that's not the case
Late at night
Awaiting a kiss
The day that you call
I won't resist
Am I making this up
About my dream miss
I'm playing myself
True love is a myth
Late at night
Awaiting a kiss
The day that you call
I won't resist
Am I making this up
About my dream miss
I'm playing myself
True love is a myth