This day is going to be perfect.
The kind of day of which i dreamed since i was small.
Everybody will gather round, say I look lovely in my gown.
What they DON'T know is that I have fooled them all!
This day was going to be perfect.
The kind of day of which I dreamed since I was small.
But instead of having cake, with all my friends to celebrate.
My wedding bells, they may not ring for me at all.
I could care less about the dress, I won't partake in any cake.
Vows? Well, I'll be lying when I say.
That through any kind of weather I'll want us to be together.
The truth is I don't care for him at all!
No, I do not love the groom in my heart there is no room.
But i still want him to be all miiiiiiiiine!
We must escape before it's too late, find a way to save the day.
Hope? I'd be lying if I say.
I don't fear that I may lose him to one who wants to use him
Not care, love or cherish him each day.
For I oh, so, love the groom, all my thoughts he does consume.