I Write Sins Not Tragedies

Panic! At The Disco

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 a goddamn 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 a 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´d 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´d 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´d 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´d 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...