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
«What a shame, what a shame
The poor groom’s bride is a whore»
I chimed in with a
«Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?»
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality
I chimed in
«Haven't you people ever heard of closing the 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 chimed in with a
«Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?»
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality
I chimed in
«Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?»
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of…
Poise and rationality
Again
I chimed in with a
«Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?»
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality
I chimed in
«Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?»
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of…
Poise and rationality
Again