Cath, she stands with a well-intentions man but she can't relax with his hands on the small of her back and as the flash bulbs burst she holds a smile like someone would hold a crying child
Soon everybody will ask what became of you 'Cause your heart was dying fast And you didn't know what to do
Cath, it seems that you live in someone else's dream in a hand-me-down wedding dress where the things that could have been are oppressed
But you said your vows And you closed the door On so many men Who would have loved you more
Soon everybody will ask what became of you Cause your heart was dying fast And you didn't know what to do
The whispers that it won't last Roll up and down the pews but if their hearts were dying that fast they'd have done the same as you and i'd have done the same as you