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Panic! At The Disco
from A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out (2005)
“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.
“Ah 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.
I’d chime in “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 hope.