She lives in a fairy taleSomewhere too far for us to findForgotten the taste and smellOf the world that she's left behindMy life is so perfect, it's not even funny. I have my Jacob, my family, my life. I love Jacob, and he loves me. When I'm with him, the world is ours. I know it sounds really 4 year oldish of me, but someday we'll get married, and be happy forever, and raise our little girl, who we'll name Leah, after his friend, Isabella, after my mom.

It's all about the exposure the lens I told herThe angles were all wrong nowShe's ripping wings off of butterflies

My life is still awesome. I told mom about my life. Well, I didn't tell her, I showed her, but still. She thought I was in for something. "It's all about exposure, Nessie. Give in to the lens," she told me. She thought my life would come crashing down, just because I didn't live in the so-called "imperfect reality." Pshhhhh. My life is greater than Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Nothing will go wrong. The only things I remember going wrong were me risking the life of everyone I care about just so the Volturi wouldn't kill me and an old video of me, the angle of the camera wrong, of me ripping the wings off of a butterfly. It was an honest mistake, really. I wanted to see what would happen, I didn't think it would die.Keep your feet on the groundWhen your head's in the clouds"Get your head out of the clouds, Miss Cullen!" My Trig teacher snapped. Well go get your shovelAnd we'll dig a deep holeTo bury the castle, bury the castle

Well go get your shovelAnd we'll dig a deep holeTo bury the castle, bury the castle

Ba da ba da baSo one day he found her cryingCoiled up on the dirty groundHer prince finally came to save herAnd the rest you can figure outBut it was a trickAnd the clock struck 12Well make sure to build your house brick by boring brickor the wolves gonna blow it downKeep your feet on the groundWhen your head's in the cloudsWell go get your shovelAnd we'll dig a deep holeTo bury the castle, bury the castle

Well go get your shovelAnd we'll dig a deep holeTo bury the castle, bury the castleWell you built up a world of magicBecause your real life is tragicYeah you built up a world of magicWell, if it's not realYou can't hold it in your handsYou can't feel it with your heartAnd I won't believe itBut if it's trueYou can see it with your eyesEven in the darkAnd that's where I want to be, yeahGo get your shovelWe'll dig a deep holeTo bury the castle, bury the castle

Go get your shovelWe'll dig a deep holeTo bury the castle, bury the castleBa da ba da ba