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 the 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 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

Oh, well, in fact
Well, I'll look at 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

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

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