Songtexte Always the Bridesmaid (never the Bride) - Michael Weston King

From the blackened finger papers
To the magazines of shame
Where art is just a rumour
In the meat market of fame
I have stood up to be counted but my numbers been denied

I am always the bridesmaid never the bride

The bride will be resplendent
On her glorious day of days
While the bridesmaid's drunk and weeping
Leaping for that blessed bouquet
Well I have wept and drunk too but the flowers I caught had died

I am always the bridesmaid never the bride
Always the bridesmaid never the bride

Shall I tell you how it really is
In this life amongst the star
There are those who'll rob and kill you
And return you to the bars
But a worse fate it is waiting
For those the critics don't deride
Who are loved by just a handful
Who make them feel alive
Go on admit it now
That truth from which you've shied
You are too scared to quit now
Because of your fucking pride

You are always the bridesmaid, never the bride
Always the bridesmaid never the bride
Always the bridesmaid never the bride