Panic! At the Disco I Write Sins, not Tragedies (V.2) 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 brides maid 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 the god-damn door,
No, it’s much better to face
these kinds of things,
With a sense of poise, and rationality
(x2)

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Oh, well in fact,
We’ll all look at it this way
I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast
so pour the Champagne
(x2)

I’d chime in with a haven’t you
people ever heard of,
Closing the god-damn door,
No, it’s much better to face
these kinds of things,
With a sense of poise, and rationality
(x2)

Again…

I’d chime in with a haven’t you
people ever heard of,
Closing the god-damn door,
No, it’s much better to face
these kinds of things,
With a sense of poise, and rationality
(x2)

Again…
Lyrics: I Write Sins, not Tragedies (V.2), Panic! At the
Disco [end]