Been Waiting Years

Ive been waiting for this day for years To think that two brothers could bring me to tears One that birthed me and his twin Jerks of a common face, Would show no proof of disgrace Your wedding a week after me That family I will not see When I'm walking down an isle To the man I truly love You'll be finishing up your details With your 60 year old turtle dove Sure they'll feel bad and send money as presents Bad enough I can't see my father, I want his siblings' presence Said you'd be there in the beginning Blood runs thick I should've known Blindly trusted you, my heart was thrown I could keep crying about this but Ill look good in my dress The regrets about this, too deep for you to ever address