
Marry Me Emilie Autumn
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[Verse 1]
Marry me, he said, through his rotten teeth, bad breath, and then
Marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd, but when
I was in his bed, and my father had sold me
I knew I hadn't any choice, hushed my voice, did what any girl would do and
When I'm beheaded, at least I was wedded
And when I am buried, at least I was married
I'll hide my behavior with wine as my savior
[Chorus]
But, oh, what beautiful things I'll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I'm lucky to share his bed
Especially since I'll soon be dead
[Verse 2]
Marry me, he said, god, he's ugly, but fortune is ours
Running in the gardens enjoying men, women, and flowers
Then I break a glass and I slit my own innermost thigh
So that I can pretend that I'm menstru…well, unavailable
My life is arranged, but this union's deranged
So I'll fuck who I choose, for I've nothing to lose
And when master's displeased I'll be down on my knees again
[Chorus]
Oh, what beautiful things I'll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I'm lucky to share his bed
Especially since I'll soon be dead
Marry me, he said, through his rotten teeth, bad breath, and then
Marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd, but when
I was in his bed, and my father had sold me
I knew I hadn't any choice, hushed my voice, did what any girl would do and
When I'm beheaded, at least I was wedded
And when I am buried, at least I was married
I'll hide my behavior with wine as my savior
[Chorus]
But, oh, what beautiful things I'll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I'm lucky to share his bed
Especially since I'll soon be dead
[Verse 2]
Marry me, he said, god, he's ugly, but fortune is ours
Running in the gardens enjoying men, women, and flowers
Then I break a glass and I slit my own innermost thigh
So that I can pretend that I'm menstru…well, unavailable
My life is arranged, but this union's deranged
So I'll fuck who I choose, for I've nothing to lose
And when master's displeased I'll be down on my knees again
[Chorus]
Oh, what beautiful things I'll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I'm lucky to share his bed
Especially since I'll soon be dead
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