Paul Adler - Bride Lyrics

Put to rest, laid to death-figure out which one sounds best
You bitter bride, a better life was beating just outside your chest
Saw you hanging by your morals from a shower curtain rod
You grinning idiot, you hypocrite, you fraud

I'm not one for revenge but I'll go and f*ck your friends

Saw you hanging from a string of lights, you fallow field, you barren bride
And no one ever taught you wrong from right till stars appeared behind your eyes
I'm wishing for a thousand nights of tall brown drinks and kind blue eyes
But little ever turns out well, yeah little ever turns out right

Nothing holy here, though. Nothing to see here, folks