Panic At The Disco - I Write Sins Not Tragedies lyrics

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'd chime in with a

"Haven't you people ever heard of

Closing the god damn door?!"

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

With a sense of poise and rationality.

I'd chime in

"Haven't you people ever heard of

Closing the god damn 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'd chime in with a

"Haven't you people ever heard of

Closing the god damn door?!"

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

With a sense of poise and rationality.

I'd chime in

"Haven't you people ever heard of

Closing the god damn door?!"

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

With a sense of poise and rationality.

Again...

I'd chime in

"Haven't you people ever heard of

Closing the god damn door?!"

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

With a sense of poise and rationality.

I'd chime in

"Haven't you people ever heard of

Closing the god damn door?!"

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

With a sense of poise and rationality.

Again...