So I'm driving past your house
I got the stereo on
It's music from the era
When I shouldn't have been born
It's a detour of miles but it's a scenic route
Well, it would be but your lights are out
I see a picture of you looking for
A comfortable gown
I see you climb into bed and
Smell the eiderdown
I see you trying to go to sleep a bit desperately
I see you still not dreaming of me
I see you wake up beside a God-awful face
Secretely questioning his being there
I see you lock yourself in the bathroom then
I see you catch a tear in mid-air
So I turn the car around and drive hesitantly
To another place nearby, a place of memories
Of the clean family fun
That your parents would provide
And the kiss by the roadside
You took a break when you got broken
By the pressure of us
You called me weak, a little stupid and ridiculous
I understand that now to you
I'm pretty much dead
So you're marrying him instead
I used to wake up beside your God-given grace
Secretly wishing that I wasn't there
I used to talk a lot of sense
Into your sleeping head
Blissfully unaware
That you didn't care
Let's take a walk and get downright
Filthy in the bright light
This could be the right night now
Let's take that walk and get downright
Filthy in the bright light
This could be the right night now
Now you're breathing loving words
Into the static of a phone
Putting off contemplating
Things you want to postpone
It's not a drama, it's a riot, you'll see it is a laugh
Like your wedding photograph
I see you wake up beside a God-awful face
Secretely questioning his being there
I see you lock yourself in the bathroom then
I see you catch a tear in mid-air
Let's take a walk and get downright
Filthy in the bright light
This could be the right night now
Let's take a walk down the aisle
And stop for a while
Run off in denial
And finish this in style