Cath, she stands with a well-intentions man
but she can't relax with his hands on the small of her back
and as the flash bulbs burst
she holds a smile like someone would hold a crying child

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 oppressed

But you said your vows
And you closed the door
On so many men
Who would have loved you more

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