Ask the groom, but never ask the bride
How she feels signing away her life
They dance all night, never locking eyes
Glances from everyone, no one sees her cry
Love and lust are two things he couldn't distinguish
Broken trust has got her feeling nauseous
Like a broom says to dust
He tells her let's sweep this under the rug
Run
So ask the bride why she left
And never ask the groom if he's the one who caused the mess
He can't get her out of his head
She won't ever return to his bed
She's just a runaway into the night
Little does she know she saved her life