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 flashbulbs burst
she holds a smile
Like someone would hold a crying child

And soon everybody will ask what became of you
When 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
with the things that could've been all 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
When 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've done the same as you