• Here comes the bride
    All dressed in black...
    She's got a knife
    and she's gonna' get revenge!

    (Ahhhh!)

    You told her you loved her,
    and now you left her for the grave.
    You said you needed her,
    and now she needs you the most.

    You've left her now,
    She wants you now...
    Why are you so cruel?

    Now she's crying, and now she's dying...
    And you're the one to blame.

    You've broken the inside of her,
    and her heart is overflowing...
    she drowning in dispair and the flood of hate you made.
    Why could you let such a pretty face (die)?

    It's the story of the (Poor) Bride
    It's the story of the (Poor Poor) Bride...
    Why can't you help her?!

    On the day of the marriage,
    you left her in the room.
    How could you let her heart crush like that?
    You've been together for years!

    After that, I bet you didn't know.
    She cut herself up into a million peices,
    and now she's in that hospital...
    barely breathing...

    Thanks to you.

    Now she's crying, and now she's dying...
    And you're the one to blame.

    You've broken the inside of her,
    and her heart is overflowing...
    she drowining in dispair and the flood of hate you made.
    Why could you let such a pretty face (die)?

    It's the story of the (Poor) Bride
    It's the story of the (Poor Poor) Bride...
    Why can't you help her?!

    On her deathbed she screamed out your name,
    and asked the questions,

    "Why did you leave me?
    I loved you so much!
    I'm going to get you back!
    You're going to bee cursed for (all enternity!)"

    She's coming back now,
    and she'll get you.
    And you have nowhere to go...
    Because she'll find you,
    and that will be the (end!)

    Now she's crying, and now she's dying...
    And you're the one to blame.

    You've broken the inside of her,
    and her heart is overflowing...
    she drowning in dispair and the flood of hate you made.
    Why could you let such a pretty face die?

    It's the story of the (Poor) Bride
    It's the story of the (Poor Poor) Bride...
    Why can't you help her?!

    Here comes the bride[Why can't you help her?!]
    All dressed in black...[Why can't you help her?!]
    She's got a knife
    and she's gonna' get...
    (Guy Screams)