Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Marry Me, artist - Emilie Autumn. Date of issue: 12.07.2010
Song language: English
Marry Me |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| When dining on peacock I know I won’t swallow |
| Through balls, births, and bridge games I know what will follow |
| We’re coupled together through hell, hurt, and hunger |
| Or at least until husband finds someone younger |
| Yes, fertilization is part of my station |
| I laugh as he drabs me in anticipation |
| Of sons who will run things when I’m under covers |
| But whose children are they? |
| Why, mine and my lover’s! |
| 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 |
| What beautiful things I’ll wear |
| What beautiful dresses and hair |
| I’m lucky to share his bed |
| So why do I wish I was… |