Matrimony

We'll fall asleep in the back and let the sirens take us home

You say you've never so many loose ends in such a small space
Well I beg to differ
The town and folk at the hip joined together in matrimony
Trading eyes and teeth and blows and phone calls
Before we even get half the way home
And yet we're just so under-appreciated in our time

Sing when we sing
Make this evening count so we can
Wake up the next day feeling
there's something that they've been missing
Watch it as it all falls to pieces
Like the plans that we made and then failed to follow through
So if this is goodbye
Then choose your words carefully

The faint smell of St Tropez fills the room
So they know we mean business
Intentions as obvious as the stains on white dresses
And the best you can muster is a look of disgust
So we know how this evening will pass
So everybody remain in your seats
Because everything has taken a turn for the worse
We can hear the sirens already and the good times haven't begun

But we're still singing
Even when nothing went according to plan
They'll remember our names for all the wrong reasons
Because this one's over
The first one to leave again and the
last to admit any of it was my fault

So where are we now?

Is this the reason?
Is this what we've been planning for?

This is the reason
And this is why we'll never call another place home

Just sing when we sing
Make this evening count so we can wake up
the next day feeling there's something that...