Derek Webb - Wedding Dress lyrics

If you could love me as a wife

And for my wedding gift, your life

Should that be all I'll ever need

Or is there more I'm looking for

And should I read between the lines

And look for blessings in disguise

To make me handsome, rich, and wise

Is that really what you want

I am a whore I do confess

But I put you on just like a wedding dress

And I run down the aisle, run down the aisle

I'm a prodigal with no way home

But I put you on just like a ring of gold

And I run down the aisle, run down the aisle to you

So could you love this bastard child

Though I don't trust you to provide

With one hand in a pot of gold

And with the other in your side

Cause I am so easily satisfied

By the call of lovers so less wild

That I would take a little cash

Over your very flesh and blood

I am a whore I do confess

But I put you on just like a wedding dress

And I run down the aisle, run down the aisle

I'm a prodigal with no way home

But I put you on just like a ring of gold

And I run down the aisle, run down the aisle to you

Because money cannot buy

A husband's jealous eye

When you have knowingly deceived his wife