“Wedding Dress” by Derek Webb

 

Lyrics:

If you could love me as a wife
And for my wedding gift your life
Should that be all I’ll ever need
Or is there more I’m looking for

And should I read between the lines
And look for blessings in disguise
To make me handsome, rich and wise
Is that really what you want

‘Cause I am a whore, I do confess
I put you on just like a wedding dress
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle

Or I’m a prodigal with no way home
I put you on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle to you

So could you love this bastard child
Though I don’t trust you to provide
With one hand in a pot of gold
And with the other in your side

‘Cause I am so easily satisfied
By the call of lovers so less wild
That I would take a little cash
Over your very flesh and blood

‘Cause I am a whore, I do confess
But I put you on just like a wedding dress
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle

Or I’m a prodigal with no way home
But I put you on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle to you

Because money cannot buy
A husband’s jealous eye
When you have knowingly deceived his wife

So I am a whore, I do confess
But I put you on just like a wedding dress
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle

Or I’m a prodigal with no way home
I put you on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle

 

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