[Anyme]

nothing goes on like I planned it when I was young (Em Am)
i find myself in a room in a bachelor suit (Em Dm)
the couples around are happy, they're smiling at me (E Am)
and probably I should say something to them (F Am)

they seem to know me out and through, but I
don't know where they're coming from
Their faces are so familiar that it hurts
to admit that I never knew who these people are

the bow-tie ties my neck like a slipknot
and the lamplight shining here is too bright
I'd better get a barman to mix me one
with meth or 'caine just to make me feel

the music stops and they stand in a circle around
the spotlight spots me sitting with stranded sight
the microphone goes down it falls to the ground
and the people stop breathing to hear me speak

my heart belongs in a different place
my soul trapped in a different time
I'm getting married away today
to a girl that I never wanted mine
my senses die as I walk the row
my sweat keeps dripping on a hushed floor
I wish today I hanged on a rope
I never said I do, well, never before

I speak, I shout, I cry, but the crowd is deaf
the rose I wear pins my heart through
The blood is staining my shirt, and I loved it so
that I'll never have a heart to throw it away

the minutes pass as they should, one by one,
but what I feel differs from dates and time
it differs from everything I was ever taught
I'm trying to reach back for the memories

I'm trying to figure out how it started
to extrapolate if it might have an end
to see what I did wrong to get myself here
and if there will be ever way back

but all I can concentrate on is a thought
that is confusing, so disgustingly cheap
the thought that it's irreversible once launched
like a child birth in a hospital full of pain