The lowering lids the perfume is white wine
It rings only once when you sit down to dinner

And you'll never guess how much she has not cried
Glass houses won't burn but you know this would
Life comes apart at the seams it seems
You knew all was lost when she named you the winner
Life comes apart at the seams it seems

Life comes apart at the seams
Except that it's late but it's not the last call
Life comes apart
So take her inside she's your borrowed bride
She's certain she'll never be caught
Life comes apart at the seams it seems

So take her inside she's your borrowed bride
You are certain of nothing at all
And you'll never guess how much she has not cried
The cat on her mind the ring in her tan-line
She's certain her karma is good
You can buy her things now but she'll never be bought