The powerpoint presentation of love

Overhead projectors above

Acetates and lying awake

I go over every mistake I'll make

But what a speech, it was pitched just right

Nothing niche, kept proceedings light

The bridesmaid at table three

I hope that she can see.

You are my target market

You're the only one I wanted to impress

My demographic

In a vintage party dress

You are my target market

You're the only one I wanted to impress

I almost had it

A percentage of your interest.

The lost art of falling in love

I didn't know how to give up

I came back time and again

Got laughed at by all of your friends and now

The party's over, they're closing the bar

Rattling cans, shaving foam on the car

The last dance, alone on the floor

A heart-shaped dartboard on my door.

You are my target market

You're the only one I wanted to impress

My demographic

In a vintage party dress

You are my target market

You're the only one I wanted to impress

I almost had it

A percentage of your interest.

I do believe it might have worked

I thought you smiled in the church

And when these words go round and round

I must admit it's just a sound

But it's always in my head

It's always in the back of it

You're always there

I was unprepared, but still.

You are my target market

You're the only one I wanted to impress

My demographic

In a vintage party dress

You are my target market

You're the only one I wanted to impress

I almost had it

A percentage of your interest.

You are my target market (ah-ah)

You are my target market (ah-ah)

You are my target market (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

You are my target market (ah-ah-ah-ah)