Intro:
C  Am  F  C 
C  Am  F  C 


Verse: 1 
C    Em          Am     F 
         I understand you needing 
C    Em         Am      F 
         And wanting is no crime 
C    Em        Dm 
         But I can't help feeling 
     C            Am              F            C 
That you and your mother are just wasting your time 



[Refrão]

G    Am           F         C 
         Choosing Saturdays in Summer 
G    Am         F      G 
         I dare you to wear white 
C    Am             F         C 
     Love is just a moment of giving 
C               Am                F            C 
And marriage is when we admit our parents were right 


Verse: 2 
C    Em          Am     F 
         I just don't understand it 
C    Em         Am      F 
         What makes our love a sin 
C    Em        Dm 
         How can it make that difference 
     C            Am              F            C 
If you and I are wearing that bloody, bloody ring 



[Refrão]
 
G    Am     F         C 
         If I share my bed with you 
G    Am         F      G 
         Must I also share my life 
C    Am             F         C 
     Love is just a moment of giving 
C               Am                F            C 
And marriage is when we admit our parents were right 


Verse: 3 
C    Em          Am     F 
         You just don't understand it 
C    Em             Am      F 
         This tender trap we're in 
C    Em               Dm 
         Those glossy catalogs of couples 
     C            Am        F         C 
Are cashing in on happiness again and again 



[Refrão]
 
G    Am           F         C 
         So drag me to the altar 
G    Am         F      G 
         And I'll make my sacrifice 
C    Am             F         C 
         Love is just a moment of giving 
C               Am                F            C 
And marriage is when we admit our parents were right 
C               Am                F            C 
And marriage is when we admit our parents were right 
C               Am                F        Dm                  C     Am     F    C 
And marriage is when we admit our parents        were probably right