Cath, she stands with a well-intentioned mannBut she can't relax with his hands on the small of her backnAnd as the flash bulbs burstnShe holds a smile like someone would hold a crying childnn[Chorus]nAnd soon everybody will ask what became of younAnd your heart was dying fast, and you didn't know what to donnCath, it seems that you live in someone else's dreamnIn a hand-me-down wedding dressnWhere the things that could have been are oppressednYou said your vows, and you closed the doornOn so many men who would have loved you morenn[Chorus]nnThe whispers that it won't last roll up and down the pewsnBut if their hearts were dying that fast,nThey'd have done the same as younAnd I'd have done the same as you.