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Closing the bedroom door
Closing a goddamn door
Closing the contest, oh no
Closing the g**d**n door
Closing the garden door
Closing a goddamn door
Closing the garden door
Closing the Goddamn door
Closing the golden door
Closing the goddamn door
I can't sleep, thinking of the people I've never heard of, closing the god damn door knob
I'd chime with a "Haven't you people ever heard of
Closing the g**d*** door? No!"
I chime in with a "haven't you people ever heard of closing that door"
I chime in with a "haven't you people ever heard of closing g**d*** door"
I chimed in with a, 'Haven't you people ever heard of
Closing a godamn doorknob?'
I chimed in with a, 'Haven't you people ever heard of
Closing a godamn door?' No!
I got in! "Haven't you people ever heard of
Closing the g**d*** door? No!
I'd chime with a "Haven't you people ever heard of
Closing the g**d*** door? No!"
I mean technically our marriage is sane.
I mean technically our marriage is saved.
I mean technically, I married a saint.
I mean technically our marriage is saved.
I shined in with a 'Haven't you people ever heard of
Cleaning the g** d*** floor?!'
I chimed in with a 'Haven't you people ever heard of
Closing the g** d*** door?!'
I'M GAYYYYYYYYY
AGGIIIIINNNNNN
I'm in technically America's saint.
I mean technically our marriage is saved.
Oh, well imagine, as I'm shaving my pubes in a church corridor.
Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor.
Oh, well imagine
As I'm pacing the pews in a church called :"r'adore."
Oh, well imagine
As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor.
This calls for toast so
Whore the champagne
Whore the champagne!
This calls for a toast so
Pour the champagne
Pour the champange!!
Wish a sense of poisoned rationality
With a sense of poise and rationality
With a sense of hope and rationality
With a sense of poise and rationality
With a sense of poisioned rationality
With a sense of poise and rationality
With a sense of poison rationality
With a sense of poise and rationality
With a sense of poison rationality
With a sense of poise and rationality
With a sense of poison rushing everything
With a sense of poise and rationality
With a sense of poisoned rationality
With a sense of poise and rationality
With a sense of voice and rashes over me
With a sense of poise and rationality
With a stupid poisoned nationality
With a sense of poise and rationality
well technically our marriage is sick
I mean technically our marriage is saved.
And yes, but what a shame
What a shame the poor girl's bride is a whore.
And yes, but what a shame
What a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore.
Einstein said, 'Haven't you people ever heard of
Closing the dog d*** door.
I chimed in with 'Haven't you people ever heard of
Closing the g**d*** door.
Facing the pubes in a church corridor
Pacing the pews in a church corridor
Pasting the pubes on a church carpet door
Pacing the pews in a church corridor
With a sense of poisoned nationality
With a sense of poise and rationality