This is a story best told backwards

Far from the city now

Far from the stage

Oh , they finally found a place to hide out in

And avoid the greatest mistake they almost made

In this story many things were made improperly

Their leaky faucets running down clogged drains

And they danced to the hum of the electrical appliances

And started drinking to remember to forget their days

Started drinking to remember to forget...

The mind is an easy target

When the heart is a tricky prize to win

They fought and they fought "til the war got started

And then loved each other right to the end

So may they marry under the stars that misguided

Her troubled head into his broken arms

And may the devil and the poorboy be invited

And we'll raise our glasses and sing this song

We'll raise our glasses and sing...

We can hide here for many days

And sleep for many nights...