I Write Sins Not Tragedies

Panic! At The Disco · A Fever You Can't Sweat Out [2005]

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.

"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 ohhhh



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