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 the waiter
"And, yes, but what a shame
What a shame the poor groom's bride is a..."

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, 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 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