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I am not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion.
But you are not the kind of boy
Who should be marrying the wrong girl.
I'm not the type of woman to rudely interrupt a wedding ceremony, the kind with the white veil, ornaments and flowers. At least, generally not. But you, Kara Danvers, are not the kind of girl to marry the wrong guy, so I'm going to need to be that type of woman.
She is the most incredible person I have ever met and deserves all the best. She deserves someone who loves her the way she is, the kindest, most caring and sweetest person in the world.
But due to pressure from her family, she is marrying someone who doesn't love her, nor who she loves. I can't let that happen.
I sneak in and see your friends
And her snotty little family all dressed in pastel.
And she is yelling at a bridesmaid,
Somewhere back inside a room
Wearing a gown shaped like a pastry.
I walk into the courtyard and see his arrogant family, in their expensive pastel dresses and drinks in hand, talking as loud as they can. And Mike is fighting with his best man for the thousandth time. This guy can't be a kind person even on the day that should be the happiest day of his life.
I try to hide from both their families, I shouldn't be here.
This is surely not what you thought it would be.
I lose myself in a daydream
Where I stand and say:
I remember our late-night conversations: this big, expensive party wasn't what you wanted. Your dream was a ceremony just for your family and closest friends, not an event with everyone in his family company.
We had the perfect details of every single thing we would do at our wedding.
Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
And they said: Speak now
I look for you in the crowd, trying to find the room where you belong. I knock on the door and hear you saying to come in. My heart beats even faster for what I'm about to do.
I open the door slowly. "Kara?" You look at me scared, you didn't think I would come. "You can't marry him. You can't say yes. We can have the wedding we've always dreamed of. Please, just listen to me."
"You shouldn't be here! I love you, but I need to do this for my family." You tell me with tears in your eyes. "I'm sorry."
Fond gestures are exchanged
And the organ starts to play a song
That sounds like a death march
We hear your mother announcing that the ceremony is about to begin. So, you say “I need to go” and leave me alone in the room. The organ begins to play, sounding like a death march, fitting the situation well. Your eyes don't shine like they should and your smile isn't real at all.
And I am hiding in the curtains
It seems that I was uninvited
By your lovely bride-to-be
I'm hiding at the back of the Church, your fiancé chose not to send me the invitation.
She floats down the aisle
Like a pageant queen
But I know you wish it was me
You wish it was me
Don't you?
You walk down the aisle, with the blankest expression I've ever seen. He looks the same, without the sparkle in his eyes that I would have if I were in his place. The guests stood, some even moved.
I imagine myself in his shoes, how happy I would be to be able to spend the rest of my life with you.
You wish it were me in his place, don't you?
I hear the preacher say
Speak now or forever hold your peace
There's a silence, there's my last chance
I stand up with shaky hands
All eyes on me
Horrified looks from everyone in the room
But I'm only looking at you
I hear the priest say. "Speak now or forever hold your peace." There is an enormous silence. Nobody imagines that someone would want to ruin this beautiful ceremony.
This is my last chance. I get up with shaking hands. I get horrified looks from everyone in the room, but I'm just looking at you.
I am not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion
But you are not the kind of boy
Who should be marrying the wrong girl
Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
And they said: Speak now
I come closer to you. "You know I'm not the kind of woman to intrude rudely on an occasion, especially one in a white veil, but you're not the kind of girl who should marry the wrong guy. Please, don't say yes. Come be happy with me."
And you say: Let's run away now
I'll meet you when I'm out
Of my tux at the back door
Baby, I didn't say my vow
So glad you were around
When they said: Speak now
You look at me, take a deep breath and smile. "Let's run away now. Baby, I didn't say my vows. I'm so glad you were around when they said speak now."
We run away, get into my car, as she takes off her white dress and I see that she was wearing a t-shirt and jeans underneath.
"Were you already planning not to get married?" I say smiling.
"I was hoping you would come and save me."