Letra de dirty wedding dress - Bleachers

Well, listen, I got somethin' up on my mind

And I think it's time that we talked

There's too many interlopers that are showin' up

And some of 'em deserve second thoughts

'Cause when the past makes you wanna die a little

And dyin' makes you wanna work

Well, then how we gonna find any room to have a life?

I think it's time we lifted the curse (Sha-la-la-la)

Say the mantra, "I love goodbyes"

Ooh

The dirty wedding dress is a promise

I knew it that night at the shore

And I knew it that night on the rooftop

I knew that she was from before

So we got married that August

And the neighbors all lost their minds

We had to board up all the windows and shoot out the drones

We took that sadness right from Saturday night, oh

Now only my people can see me

Only my people come in

Everybody outside talkin' like they know

But no, they don't know

They don't know what they think

What they thought, thought they heard

What's the time where they're at?

What's the word? Herb's the word

No, they don't understand these bits

And they'll never get why

So glory to the ones gettin' right

Say the mantra, "I love goodbyes"

Well, on tour with the band, there's like, a backstage party

And this reporter makes her way across the room to me

She asks me 'bout my loss, she laughs and calls it canon

She asks if I'll read her latest piece

Oh, Penny Lane, they're edgin' all over me

And a critic has moved up the block

Jokes he wants publishing 'cause I referenced him one time

And I'm like, "What the fuck?"

Well, Sammy writes pieces for the big machine

'Cause a book deal can't even pay the rent

But Pac-Mannin' another artist to put a dollar in his pocket

He's like, "I'm a lone working class man"

Maybe that's why mom stays down at the shore most of the time

We're always meetin' her there to breathe

Oh, yeah, it's nice to feel special, it's nice to have a think

And it's nice to get a break from that cynical beat

I think my dirty wedding suit was a promise

That I'll never let 'em take my soul

Yeah, you're too good to spend any time in the mud

Yes, you're a truth to behold

So how can I talk to the ones counting streams?

Or the ones who like to bully the dolls?

Or the ones waitin' in line to get ripped off just to turn around and rip someone else off?

Baby, aren't you sick of it all?

Now only my people can see me

Only my people come in

Everybody outside talkin' like they know

But no, they don't know

I'm sayin', "No, they don't know"

Three times

No, no, no, they don't know

I'm sayin', "No, they don't know"

Close the door

And one, two, three, make it stop

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