"Speak Now" I am not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion
But you are not the kind of boy
Who should be marrying the wrong girl
What am I doing here? I think to myself. It's his wedding day for heaven's sake! Couldn't I have realised I loved him before now?
I shouldn't be here.
Not today.
But, today is my last chance.
He can't marry that girl.
I use the term 'girl' loosely here.
I sneak in and see your friends
And her snotty little family all dressed in pastel
And she is yelling at a bridesmaid
Somewhere back inside a room
Wearing a gown shaped like a pastry
I sneak in, hiding in the obnoxious curtains. I can spy Embry, Quil, Paul, Sam, Jared, Seth, Brady and Colin all taking to her family. The snotty 'I'm-so-much-higher-than-you-all' family. Who are all, surprisingly, dressed in loud, pastel colours. It's like her family comes with it's own uniform code.
I shake my head and keep going.
I can hear her hollering at a bridesmaid.
"No Kim! I can't believe how incompetent you are! It's my wedding day for Christ's sake! The veil goes like this!"
Yeah, even from the back room her angry voice carries. I can't believe they are helping her. Have they seen the dress? It resembles a pastry. It's quite funny, not that I can joke about it.
This is surely not what you thought it would be
I lose myself in a daydream
Where I stand and say
This can't be his 'dream wedding day'. He wouldn't want the pastry dress, or the pomp or the stupid pastel dresses out front.
He'd want something simple.
I pause, lost in an improbable daydream… Don't say "Yes", run away now Fond gestures are exchanged
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
And they said, "Speak now"
And the organ starts to play
A song that sounds like a death march
And I am hiding in the curtains
It seems I was uninvited by your lovely bride to be
I'm still hiding – more people arrive, hugging and French kissing people they know, shaking hands with those who they don't. The Boys don't know anyone.
The organ starts up – is it just me, or does the Bridal March sound more like a death march?
I hide more behind the curtains. Your lovely bride-to-be took back my invit e- I was uninvited to my best friend's wedding.
She floats down the aisle like a pageant queen
But I know you wish it was me,
You wish it was me
Don't you?
I can see her coming – it's hard to miss the pastry dress.
She floats effortlessly down the isle, practically dragging the bridesmaids in her haste to get to the alter.
I see you look, instead of happy, or tearful with joy, regretful.
I know, you wish it was me.
Don't say "Yes", run away now
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
And they said, "Speak now"
My daydream is becoming more and more real.
Don't say "Yes", run away now
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
Your time is running out
And they said, "Speak now"
I sneak into a seat.
Ooh, la la
Ooh, ooh
The preacher goes through is spiel about love.
I hear the preacher say, "Speak now or forever hold your peace"
There's the silence, there's my last chance
I stand up with shaky hands, all eyes on me
Horrified looks from everyone in the room
But I'm only looking at you
"Speak now, or forever hold you peace," the elderly priest says.
The awkward silence – my last chance to stop this mistake.
I stand up, and everyone's eyes are on me, shooting daggers or horrified looks.
I only look at you though.
You're the only one I really care about here.
I am not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion
But you are not the kind of boy
Who should be marrying the wrong girl
I say softly.
I see realisation come into your eyes.
"Bells," he breathes.
"Jake," I breathe back.
Don't say "Yes", run away now And you'll say "Let's run away now,
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
And they said, "Speak now"
I'll meet you when I'm out of my tux at the back door"
Baby, I didn't say my vows
So glad you were around
When they said, "Speak now"
"Bells! Wait for me!" He hollers, running towards my getaway truck.
"I love you, you know that?" he whispers, kissing me.