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 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 -

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 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

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