Fame On Fire - I Write Sins Not Tradegies 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 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 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
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