C#                      D
This day is going to be perfect, 
            C#                                B
The kind of day of which I dreamed since I was small.
     Bm                F#                 Bm          F# 
Everypony will gather ‘round, say I look lovely in my gown, 
          Am                 Am/C               C#m
What they don’t know is that I have fooled them all!

C#                  D
This day was going to be perfect, 
           C#                                  B
The kind of day of which I dreamed since I was small.
     Bm               F#               Bm             F# 
But instead of having cake with all my friends to celebrate, 
           Am                 Am/C           C#
My wedding bells they may not ring for me at all. 

G#/F# *                                       C#m
I could care less about the dress; I won’t partake in any cake. 
F#m                           C#m/E *
Vows; well I’ll be lying when I say,
             G#                         C#m
That through any kind of weather I want us to be together,
    F#m                              G#
The truth is I don’t care for him at all.
C#m          G#/C *             A              G#
No, I do not love the groom, in my heart there is no room,
A                G#            C#m
But I still want him to be all mine!

G#/F# *                                   C#m
Must escape before it is too late; find a way to save the day.
F#m                      C#m
Hope, I’ll be lying if I say
        G#                           C#m
I don't fear that I may lose him to one who wants to use him,
    F#m                              G#
Not care for love and cherish him each day.
C#          G#              A#m                G#
For I oh so love the groom, all my thoughts he does consume, 
F#         A#m         D#dim    G#   C#
Oh Shining Armor, I’ll be there very soon!

(Short instrumental break)
C# F D

C#                     B            C#                 B
Finally the moment has arrived, for me to be one lucky bride!
       Bm               C#                  G          Em
Oh the wedding we won’t make – He’ll end up marrying a fake, 
        F#             Bm (strum)
Shining Armor will be mine (all mine *evil laughter*)