Wedding

Honey always used to say that you didn't eat enough
So she conjured up some broth, marrow, Reaganomics, and crust
Honey was still stuck on that old 100 Gecs album
So there was irony in her milk and in her blacksmith's talons

Then she puked her evil twin into your head
It's a shame the gender wage gap didn't close as fast as they said
'Cause if it did I'd make meals of my pride and her bread
There's no excuse
Now they're both reserved for you

I stole her part in this thespian buffet
'Cause the role of understudy's too coarse for my veins
Just two metaphors debating on the AVN stage
Make it three once you came into frame
Somebody got tossed in the lake

Sorry for always letting you know when you were getting too fat
I guess you felt a little anorexic whenever you were staying with Dad
Sorry if I saw too much of myself in you
The taste was an on-the-nose Dylanesque when that train went choo-choo

So anyways I hope you love your brand new wife
You'll have to kill your mother's demons
If you wanna treat your girl right, though
And while you're at it, why don't you kill mine too?
Well, maybe you already have
How the hell would I know that about you?

I'm gonna be honest, I really missed you guys
But now we're all together, it feels just like old times
And by the way, if my apology never got through
Honey, I'm sorry that I loved you
Honey, I'm sorry that I loved you
Honey, I'm sorry that I loved you