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.
Ichime 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 "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 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.
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.
Ichime 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...