Cath...

Cath, she stands

With a well-intentioned man

But she can't relax

With his hand on the small of her back

And as the flash-bulbs burst

She holds a smile

Like someone would hold

A crying child

And soon everybody will ask

What became of you

'Cause your heart was dying fast

And you didn't know what to do

Cath, it seems

That you live in someone else's dream

In a hand-me-down wedding dress

Where the things that could have been are repressed

But you said your vows

And you closed the door

On so many men

Who would've loved you more

And soon everybody will ask

What became of you

'Cause your heart was dying fast

And you didn't know what to do

The whispers that it won't last

Roll up and down the pews

But if their hearts were dying that fast

They'd have done the same as you

And I'd have done the same as you