We think they got how they wanted to feel
Then discovered five minutes til wedlock
All the mirrors were cracked
The sun's setting, bring out the rum

We heard that brown nosing bridesmaid
She said that someone's second guessing
So bring out the rum
This love is a reaction to indifference

Angels p*** this over like some biblical fall out

In sensing something socially mechanical
Who's playing angles when
Sometimes things are held too clinical

********ters, they
(We)
Say there's two type of men that chase their lovers
The one who cries and the one who's too stubborn

We think we're getting how we want to feel
And in no way will it suffer, we're still drinking
So bring out the rum

They're going to show us a good time
With or without a ceremony, bring out the rum
Some love is a devotion of indifference

We're verified by a number, you're talking to failure
We buccaneered our mild manners just to be here

What you don't believe or see now you will know later
I idolize this man that you will know later
We got a ways to go before we idolize this man
I think we should go because I'm sensing something