I write sins not tragedies

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 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...
Imagina un escenario donde estoy caminando de un lado a otro en los pasillos de una iglesia, sin poder evitar escuchar una conversación entre una dama de honor y un camarero...