[I Write Sins Not Tragedies] but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore
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'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... 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...