Wish there was a stranger, sitting in this room
Our eyes could meet each other's
For the first time, now it's just my family
A bloodshot bride, and a wasted groomMaybe there's an angel
Laughing at us now
Trying to tell us something
That we should've learnedShe says "Are you listening to me now?"
Listening to me now
I used to have this dream you know
But I let it slip away
Traded it for something
I knew I could have but never really wantedListening to me now
Listening to me nowI wish I could say something
Instead of sitting here numb
I wish my mind, I wish my mind
Was not such a loaded gun
And I wish I was a stranger sitting in this room
Our eyes could meet each other's
For the first time
But now it's too late for that
