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 groom

Maybe there's an angel
Laughing at us now
Trying to tell us something
That we should've learned

She 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 wanted

Listening to me now
Listening to me now

I wish I could say something
Instead of sitting here num
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