Toast to the groom,
?what a boy?,
Says the jealous bridesmaid,
?c'est la vie?,
Finds the other side of a bottle
Of the finest and makes it complete

?here's to the days,
You were always away,
With your fruity miss bit on the side,
Dazzling don't you think she looks,
As you play dumb with your army of crooks?

?is nobody gonna listen,
I've been here patiently waiting,
For my moment that kicks your whole world in,
Let this be a little lesson,
Cause you never thought of me,
As something of a crutch,
Its exactly what I am,?

?and now I'm bitter, twisted,
Scarred upon your mind,
A shifty sister, a blister,
A stain that takes your time,
A dagger that staggers,
Your daily thoughts,
And what you lack,
Is the fact that,
I fit amongst your army of crooks.?

?smiles for the cameras, the cronies,
And the stagnant families, you embrace,
Flowers on the table, you're so very able,
To make them all part of your play,
Feed them some more, let them all endure,
The ride they've been taken for,
I'll slyly stare make your conscious aware,
There's a bomb ticking with your name,?

?but I'm bitter, twisted,
Scarred upon your mind,
A shifty sister, a blister,
A stain that takes your time,
A dagger that staggers,
Your daily thoughts,
And what you lack,
Is the fact that,
I fit amongst your army of crooks.?

?everything around me moves so slow,?
Eyes just fixed,
?so you ignored all my warnings,
I'm gonna tell you now of your fortunes,
First I drop a hint to the barmaid,
Who was closest friends with your best mans date,
Then I go whisper in the bathroom,
Its over heard by your ushers bit of perfume,
She spouts her mouth to her brother
Who then relays it to his lover,
Which is the bride's mother,
In return has to keep it covered,
Cause it's her girls' day
And she shouldn't have to pay,?

?cause yes I'm bitter, twisted,
Scarred upon your mind,
A shifty sister, a blister,
A stain that takes your time,
A dagger that staggers,
Your daily thoughts,
And what you lack,
Is the fact that,
I fit amongst your army of crooks.?