I believe you, and you alone.
Though I'm not sure where time has gone, I know that it's close.
As the best man gives his toast, I feel you look at me from across the room through champagne and a laughing groom; her mother knows why, but she doesn't cry till it's done.
So, quietly, from my empty seat, I get up so that I can meet the one who proposed—the one that you chose after me.
So many things that I'd like to ask—like, "
Tell the truth, do you make her laugh?" but I know my place as he takes your waist with his hand.
We mistook it perfectly.
We shot cheap when we disagreed.
So, I'm holding on till I can see my better half's with a better me.
If only... I never wanted to end that way.
I picked up and left when I should have stayed—no chance to clean up the mess I made.
Now, I watch as you carefully say, "
I do."
Broken never knew a father's love.
I guess that's why he never liked me much, but sometimes you'd weep, and he'd watch you keep in my arms.
Now, you cry on another chest—tears of joy for the audience.
I watch from afar, a piece of my scar still in you.
We mistook it perfectly.
We shot cheap when we disagreed.
So, I'm holding on till I can see my better half's with a better me.
If only... I never wanted to end that way.
I picked up and left when I should have stayed—no chance to clean up the mess I made.
Now, I watch as you carefully say, "
I do."
You've never looked more beautiful than on this very day.
If only... I never wanted to end that way.
I picked up and left when I should have stayed—no chance to clean up the mess I made.
Now, I watch as you carefully say, "
I do."
I believe you, and you alone.
Though I'm not sure where time has gone, I know that it's close.