The Singing Machine - I Write Sins, Not Tragedies 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 who*e." I chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?"