You booked the night train for a reasonSo you could sit there in this hurt
Bustling crowds or silent sleepersYou're not sure which is worse
Because I dropped your hand while dancingLeft you out there standingCrestfallen on the landingChampagne problems
Your mom's ring in your pocketMy picture in your walletYour heart was glass, I dropped itChampagne problems
You told your family for a reasonYou couldn't keep it inYour sister splashed out on the bottleNow no one's celebrating
Dom Pérignon, you brought itNo crowd of friends applaudedYour hometown skeptics called itChampagne problems
You had a speech, you're speechlessLove slipped beyond your reachesAnd I couldn't give a reasonChampagne problems
Your Midas touch on the Chevy doorNovember flush and your flannel cure"This dorm was once a madhouse"I made a joke, "Well, it's made for me"
How evergreen, our group of friendsDon't think we'll say that word againAnd soon they'll have the nerve to deck the hallsThat we once walked through
One for the money, two for the showI never was ready, so I watch you goSometimes you just don't know the answer'Til someone's on their knees and asks you
"She would've made such a lovely brideWhat a shame she's fucked in the head, " they saidBut you'll find the real thing insteadShe'll patch up your tapestry that I shred
And hold your hand while dancingNever leave you standingCrestfallen on the landingWith champagne problems
Your mom's ring in your pocketHer picture in your walletYou won't remember all myChampagne problems
You won't remember all myChampagne problems