Testo Fine Print

Before we go through this
Well there's something you should know
There's a monster in my clothes
There's a monster under all this tulle
You'll never get out
If you still want to do this
Well we should do it alone
So that no one can object to you throwing out your chance at happiness Oh the worst thing that ever happened yet was the day we met, fact:
You couldn't even stand me then
So what's this dress for?
What's this mess you're getting in?