cruel fairy tale

When you are married to a fairy tale it seems so cruel when you neglect his tears. He's better than the one you've  ever tamed but something of a man you're lacking still. His kin is Irish, he is small and slim, and when you shout at him he screams you back. 
You want to keep him and to cherish him, but all you do is fighting in the bed. 
Oh don't you tell me why you're crying' now I can fulfill the pain when elf is gone.
I see him when the night is falling down when skies are dressed in sparkling gown.
When you are married to a fairy tale why can't you see the way he waits you home, why don't you hear the thoughts he longs to tell, but no one cares of what he thinks his own. He's drunk again, he's bought some drugs tonight, you've bought them too, you know it's not ok. 
And if you try to look inside his mind you'll see there just a ruined fairy-tale. 
When you are married to a unicorn you never think of being magic too. You want to reach your goal and count your score and try to use him as a magic tool. But while you're trying' hard to keep your face, to be a queen uncrowned of new wave stage, he wants to recognize the price he pays, he needs the one who could have make him stay. 
Oh don't you tell me why you're crying' now, it wouldn't help me if I know details
And when you try to make someone your own your life becomes a cruel fairy tale.