Happy - End

[intro]

[verse]
My gown floats down, a cloudy grace,
No single stitch out of its place.
Oh, this is gorgeous, I'm a queen -
No reason there to feel unseen.
From silk of stars and softest light,
A whispered wish made pure and bright.
In fairytales the sky is so blue
It would be good if it were true.

[chorus]
I won’t be choking in that dress,
I know my brain, it loves the stress.
No perfect scene can trick me now—
I see the seams, I know the how.

[verse]
Lilies in vases, all white and tall,
Dewdrops like jewels upon them fall.
The rain will fall - no one's upset
As long as no one gets too wet.
The world stands still, in hushed delight,
Bathed in an iridescent light.
Just keep in mind the money spent
To fake a dream that pays the rent.

[chorus]
I won’t be choking in that dress,
I know my brain, it loves the stress.
No perfect scene can trick me now—
I see the seams, I know the how.

[verse]
Kind faces, gazes gentle, dear—
No ancient feuds, no drama here. 
Nobody minds, not even friends; 
They’d call me flawless — just pretend. 
He waits for me, my guiding star, 
No trace of sadness, near or far. 
They’re always watching from afar— 
We’re “perfect,” sure, in any bar.

[chorus]
I won’t be choking in that dress,
I know my brain, it loves the stress.
No perfect scene can trick me now—
I see the seams, I know the how.

[outro]

[Bridge]
No tremor in his whispered vow, 
No nervous furrow on his brow. 
He’s old and rich or young and poor— 
Either way, nothing to endure. 
This perfect love, so crystal clear, 
Dispelling every single fear. 
Just making new ones — what a plus;
That kind of wedding’s made for us.

[verse]
I walk to him, heart hears the song, 
Where everything feels pure and strong. 
No fall, no broken heel or shoe— 
Happy? No. End. Just tried and true.
And though I smile and take his hand, 
It feels like magic in this land… 
The perfect life, the perfect mess,
Forever after? More or less.

[chorus]
I won’t be choking in that dress,
I know my brain, it loves the stress.
No perfect scene can trick me now—
I see the seams, I know the how.


June 14, 2026


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