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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 the bridesmaid to a waiter.
"Yes, but what a shame...
What a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."

I'd come 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'd come 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'd come 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'd come 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 can't...

I'd come 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'd come 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 guess...