I Write Sins Not Tragedies

Oh, well imagine

As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor

And I can't help but to hear

No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words

What a beautiful wedding

What a beautiful wedding, says a bridesmaid to a waiter

And, yes, but what a shame

What a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore.

I chime in with a

Haven't you ever heard of closing a goddamn door?

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality

I chime in

Haven't you ever heard of closing a goddamn door?

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of

Oh, well in fact

Well I'll look at it this way

I mean, technically, our marriage is saved

Well this calls for a toast

So pour the champagne

Oh, well in fact

Well I'll look at it this way

I mean, technically, our marriage is saved

Well this calls for a toast

So pour the champagne, pour the champagne

I chime in with a

Haven't you ever heard of closing a goddamn door?

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality

I chime in

Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality

Again

I chime in

Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality

I chime in

Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality

Again