The hat on your head the ghosts before breakfast   The lump in your throat the name on her necklace   She's certain she'll never be caught   You can buy her things now but she'll never be bought      The cat on her mind the ring in her tan-line   The lowering lids the perfume is white wine   She's certain her karma is good   Glass houses won't burn but you know this would      So take her inside she's your borrowed bride   And you'll never guess how much she has not cried   Life comes apart at the seams it seems   Life comes apart at the seams      It rings only once when you sit down to dinner   You knew all was lost when she named you the winner   You are certain of nothing at all   Except that it's late but it's not the last call      So take her inside she's your borrowed bride   And you'll never guess how much she has not cried   Life comes apart at the seams it seems   Life comes apart at the seams it seems   Life comes apart