marriage story
You told me a joke last summer
And promised when we're older
My name would end with your last
I saw a picture of her
You both look happy, bummer
Her name even flows better
How'd you do that?
I even picked a white dress
It'd be summer, august
And you'd be standing there
In all your glory
Now I'm just attending
What was my own damn wedding
I guess that's just the ending of our
Marriage story
Will you call and say it's not real?
That it was all for fun and no big deal
That you were practicing
For you and me
She really made such a beautiful bride
I couldn't look like that even if I tried
And God I tried
I even picked a white dress
It'd be summer, August
And you'd be standing there
In all your glory
Now I'm just attending
What was my own damn wedding
I guess that's just the ending of our
Marriage story
What an ending
To a story
That started with "once upon a time"
So
Are you happy
With her now that
I've been written as your punchline?
I even picked a white dress
It'd be summer, August
And you'd be standing there
In all your glory
Now I'm just attending
What was my own damn wedding
I guess that's just the ending of our
Marriage story
And promised when we're older
My name would end with your last
I saw a picture of her
You both look happy, bummer
Her name even flows better
How'd you do that?
I even picked a white dress
It'd be summer, august
And you'd be standing there
In all your glory
Now I'm just attending
What was my own damn wedding
I guess that's just the ending of our
Marriage story
Will you call and say it's not real?
That it was all for fun and no big deal
That you were practicing
For you and me
She really made such a beautiful bride
I couldn't look like that even if I tried
And God I tried
I even picked a white dress
It'd be summer, August
And you'd be standing there
In all your glory
Now I'm just attending
What was my own damn wedding
I guess that's just the ending of our
Marriage story
What an ending
To a story
That started with "once upon a time"
So
Are you happy
With her now that
I've been written as your punchline?
I even picked a white dress
It'd be summer, August
And you'd be standing there
In all your glory
Now I'm just attending
What was my own damn wedding
I guess that's just the ending of our
Marriage story
Credits
Writer(s): Devon Schreiner
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