Bridesmaid

Dead weight, bullshit, I guess life's what you make of it
 Bum luck, dim soul, I guess that's how we lost control
 Distraught and faithless, recalibrate the populace
 Trip step, faux pas, years waiting for the fall
 Always the bride's maid, never to wed
 Always the pallbearer, never the dead
 Try to take what we'll never get
 It's best to get used to it
 So get used to it
 Vulgar, annoying, exasperate your closest friends
 Cold heart broken, too hard not to offend
 Soulless lost cause, it's everyone else's fault
 I'll have no one to spread my ashes when I'm gone
 Always the bride's maid, never to wed
 Always the pallbearer, never the dead
 Try to take what we'll never get
 It's best to get used to it
 So get used to it
 Superfluously oblivious
 I thought you would have learned this
 You're every child that had a wish
 Transformed into a pessimist
 You're every child that had a wish