

(hummmmm) (ahhhh) I didn't want to be the one to call
Sitting in this hotel down the hall
Your hands are busy planning out the day
But there is something that I have to say
He's asleep, he doesn't know I'm on the phone
But you shouldn't have to face this all alone
On this bachelor trip
where the promises break I am watching the worst
of his choices he makes He's upstairs with another
while you write the vows
I am so sorry I'm telling you now (oh no)
I was supposed to stand right by his side
But I cannot look at his prospective bride
And pretend that everything is fine and true
When my loyalties have shifted straight to you
Don't walk down that aisle
(please don't) Just pack up your things
I am so sorry