A.N. Ok, please be nice. This, after all, my first ever songfic. It just seemed to fit. Like it or not, please review!
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Do you think I don't know that you're out on the town
With all of your high-rollin' friends?
Marian shook her head, lost in memories. He'd left her, so many years ago and broken her heart.
What do you do when you come up empty?
Where do you go when the party ends?And you were just too busy being fabulous
Too busy to think about us
I don't know what you were dreaming of
Somehow you forgot about love
And you were just too busy being fabulous, uh-huh
They'd been engaged, and then he'd left for war. Left for all the glory, for king and country. He'd had this ridiculous notion that he was needed. One less soldier surely wouldn't have made a difference! She'd begged him not to go, to stay with her. They were supposed to be getting married.
A little time in the countryA day or two to slow down
A bottle of wine and a walk in the moonlight
Maybe some foolin' around
And then he'd come back, expecting forgiveness. He'd thought, stupidly, that she'd take him back. No chance. But turning him away-that had hurt her more than she'd expected. She was almost surprised to find out how much she still loved him, even after five years.
But you think time is just a magazine
And money's just a thrillI've waited so long for you to change your way of livin'
Now I realize that you never will
And then he'd been outlawed, but he was still the same person, sort of. She could see he'd been…calmed down, slightly, by war and all the terrible things it brings with it. But he was still so overprotective, so stubborn and he never gave up. How many times had he tried to seduce her?
'Cause you were just too busy being fabulous
Too busy to think about usLookin' for something you'll never find
You'll never know what you left behind'
Cause you were just too busy being fabulous, uh-huh
Yet he didn't seem to realise that things would have to change. They would never be the same again, because a dynamic had changed between them. Him leaving had changed her, forced her into complete independency, and she'd never looked back.
He'd never know what their marriage could have been like, because it had been his fault that it never happened. Her love for him had changed.
You tell a joke and everybody's laughin
'That's something you know how to do
You've always been the life of the party
But now my baby, the joke is on you
Chasing glory, it had come back to haunt him. He'd been trying to save people from the kind of thing that had almost killed him. The Holy Land, he'd been naïve and taken it lightly when he'd first gone. Now it was anything but a light subject.
'Cause you were just too busy being fabulous
Too busy to think about us
Running after something that never comes
What in the world are you runnin' from?
He refused to talk about it too. Well, he rarely mentioned it. She'd thought, while he was away, that he'd been too busy chasing the glory to think about her. She'd been wrong.
And you were just too busy being fabulous
Too busy to think about usTo drink the wine from your winner's cup
To notice the children were growin' up
And you were just too busy being fabulous
Too busy, too busy
Too busy
Aw, baby