Panic at the Disco – 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
Oh 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 the 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 the goddamn door?”
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of

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 the 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 the 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 the goddamn door?”
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality
Again