do you take this man to be your wedded husband  will you take him in and never shove him over  will you cook and clean, do anything that he says  will you be his slave when you're in his bed  will he run your life and take your pride  as you beg for the freedom that he only denies  when your mind is led to a mental stage  remember he's your husband, don't give him your rage  when you were made up in your long white gown  you promised to love him so until you're underground  the promise of shit that sent your life  down a one-way road that you obey in silence  is this the same man in which you choose to live  the rest of your life with so that you can give  all your fucking worth, all that's left of your life  only speak when being spoken to, to avoid a fight  brainwashed by your solemn promise  showing off the ring that you thought would accomplish  a life full of peace and endless romance  your heart belongs to him, your love will never end  now he'll slowly take your life away  in the house doing chores is where you'll fucking stay  going out to run his errands is considered a privilege  devotion of yourself is now the way you live