Drunk Bride

Your used to living large
with wine and boys in gold



Slurred through the vows and
now your on a tough break



Going head on open road



The dress turns to ashes and
mascara doesn't touch the lashes


The lips go crack from the
cigarette stashes



White turns yellow from the
beverage that brought you down



Nails soiled from all the blood
and open tin foil



Heels without a dress



You find yourself walking the tight rope
and if you fall


It's bound to be a mess



Drunk bride in the back of the car



Drunk bride with the cuts and scars



Drunk bride with an bigger bite



An open chest with  a few ribs and stomach full of lead



Wishing for the man that shot you dead