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Stand for the silent bride |
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Maidens in crimson drapes |
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Bottle it up inside |
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Till it explodes |
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And washes over rows |
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Of everyone attending |
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Sad midwestern baptist girl |
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Writes sorry on the mirror |
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Crying in bathroom |
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On the first night of the honeymoon |
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It numbs you like |
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The colors in the waiting room |
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Once it was smile and wave |
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Someone you barely knew |
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Now it's a shower and shave |
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And a new excuse for every time |
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You come in after hours |
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Cover blown, you try to own |
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Too many indiscretions |
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You break it off |
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And tell him that |
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You're sorry that he never knew |
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It hounds you like the soundtrack |
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In the waiting room |
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Out on a great crusade |
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Under a million stars |
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Focusing on your face |
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With the lines and creases coming on |
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Like U.S. Grant took Richmond |
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Bonafide but trapped inside |
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A shell that says to hell with you |
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You pour it out |
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And hope that someone notices |
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Before it's through |
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It rides you like |
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The silence in the waiting room |
