So you hit the town
Dressed up in your wedding gown
Using your favourite pick up line
On how your husband was a clown
And how he didn't deserve you
Or to see that dress
So you hit the dance floor
To show the boys what it's like to be a mess
Lets make a toast to the bride and her doom
Listening to the vinyl of their wedding song in her room
She maybe dancing but don't you dare assume
That the sweet smell on her neck is her perfume
Lets see who catches the flowers
See her catch feelings instead
'Cus once she feels the thorns
Of his devilish smile it'll go to her head
Lets makes a toast to her bride and her doom
Listening to the vinyl of their wedding song in her room
She doesn't love you she just wants to lie next to you
Or she'll find someone new
She's sat at the bar
She's sitting quite far away from you
But you like her she looks
And you're good in her books 'cus you've money on you
She's sat at the bar
Lets make a toast to the bride and her doom
Listening to the vinyl of their wedding song in her room
She maybe dancing but don't you dare assume
That the sweet smell on her neck is her perfume
She doesn't love you she jus wants to lie next to you
Or she'll find someone new