Sunday, July 19, 2015

The Stains of a Wedding Cake, by Amory McKeever



I just wanted my shirt 
folded next to your pants 
Though my colors are always angry
so they go into rants
about how your apples hog the fridge
and your pictures crowd the wall
It's not like my boots
get closet space at all

The counter is covered 
in masks that you wear 
different shades different moods
not that I care
You change your feelings
like coloring your hair
you've become someone else
I don't know if you're there

[pre-chorus]
Can't remove these stains
from our wedding cake
where the bride and groom
have themselves to break
[chorus]
We are gathered here today
to witness some misery
two people who settled
for the runner-up victory
Not the gold nor the silver
but at least they're on the stand
riding off into the sunset
holding regretful hands

When I just wanted my socks 
to share a drawer with yours too 
How my whites are always angry 
remembering life without you 
That life so happy 
not smothered in blues 
My old heart feels borrowed 
and it's time to renew

I just wanted my tie 
to hang next to your dress 
Now the man in these clothes 
is a slobbering mess 
Unable to fathom 
the way that he's blessed
or admit his mistakes
are why he's distressed

[pre-chorus]
Can't remove these stains
from our wedding cake
where the bride and groom
have themselves to break
[chorus]
We are gathered here today
to witness some misery
two people who settled
for the runner-up victory
Not the gold nor the silver
but at least they're on the stand
riding off into the sunset
holding regretful hands

It's hard to give up what you own 
I promise it's better 
than the pain we have known 
or the lack of compassion I've shown 
So like a classic bait and switch 
I'm a salesman with a pitch 
to sell you back your life 
Nothings cheaper than a bitch

So I'll close down the store
and clean off the shelves
I can't take anymore
I need to retire myself
take me out to the curb
and leave me behind
The greatest gift to be kind
is for me to become
out of sight and out of mind

[pre-chorus]
Can't remove these stains
from our wedding cake
where the bride and groom
have themselves to break
[chorus]
We are gathered here today
to witness some misery
two people who settled
for the runner-up victory
Not the gold nor the silver
but at least they're on the stand
riding off into the sunset
holding regretful hands

Can't remove these stains
from our wedding cake
where the bride and groom
have themselves to break

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