Susannah at the Wedding Lyrics

Maybe one summer, in a few years

I'll be the aging party girl

Hungry for the seventh time that week

I put my shoes on, one by one

Just like a person should

I work up my nerves

And then I wake up from the dream

Feet planted firmly on the brides side

(Haven't you gotten tall?)

I say my prayers through gritted teeth

(Another maze to solve)

Stuck bringing flowers to a gunfight

And I can't even say what I think

So I go out and bring home a drummer

Tug at the strings to be safe

Thought I would cry but I didn't

I wanted to anyway

And I wanted to love you that summer but

She got in the way

Susannah at the wedding, swears I'll be okay

I crack your window

Just smell a bit of seventh grade

I'll keep coming back

Until someone calls the police

Trade in a secret for a rewrite

(Exception to the rule)

Sit pretty for the third degree

(He brings back boys from school)

A hothouse flower in the limelight

And I don't even look like me

So I go out and bring home a drummer

Tug at the strings to be safe

Thought I would cry but I didn't

I wanted to anyway

And I wanted to love you that summer but

She got in the way

Susannah at the wedding, swears I'll be okay

There's no room in you for the things that I like

(If you asked i would have come

but I don't say it's where I'm from)