perfect crime
For you I moved to Angel Street
Where they made the pain look pretty
It's hard to see it when you're young
Some things don't sink in till later
Like guilt trips, pressure, and ultimatums
Funny now, you called that "love"
Covered your tracks with my footsteps
Blood on your hands, no one saw it
Did you love that?
Bet you loved that
And I bet you loved that
No one knew
That I helped you weather every storm
But that never mattered
Two years we lived on a fault line
Lucky for you no one found out, right?
Right?
I guess I was your perfect crime
Hope that by the time I'm 30
My parents will have stopped to think of you fondly
You acted differently around them
And why'd you try to talk me out of moving to L.A., babe?
Think you were scared I wouldn't need you there
Covered your tracks with my footsteps
Target on my chest, no one saw it
Did you plan that?
Bet you planned that
And I bet you love that
No one knew
That I helped you weather every storm
But that never mattered
Two years we lived on a fault line
Lucky for you no one found out, right?
Right?
I guess I was your perfect crime
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
I guess I was your perfect crime (Ooh-ah-ooh)
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah-ooh
No one knew
That I helped you weather every storm
That never mattered
Two years we lived on a fault line
No one found out but what's done is done
Right?
I guess I was your perfect crime
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
I guess I was your perfect crime (Ooh-ah-ooh)
Ooh-ah (I was your perfect)
Ooh-ah (I was your perfect)
Ooh-ah (Crime)
Ooh-ah-ooh
Where they made the pain look pretty
It's hard to see it when you're young
Some things don't sink in till later
Like guilt trips, pressure, and ultimatums
Funny now, you called that "love"
Covered your tracks with my footsteps
Blood on your hands, no one saw it
Did you love that?
Bet you loved that
And I bet you loved that
No one knew
That I helped you weather every storm
But that never mattered
Two years we lived on a fault line
Lucky for you no one found out, right?
Right?
I guess I was your perfect crime
Hope that by the time I'm 30
My parents will have stopped to think of you fondly
You acted differently around them
And why'd you try to talk me out of moving to L.A., babe?
Think you were scared I wouldn't need you there
Covered your tracks with my footsteps
Target on my chest, no one saw it
Did you plan that?
Bet you planned that
And I bet you love that
No one knew
That I helped you weather every storm
But that never mattered
Two years we lived on a fault line
Lucky for you no one found out, right?
Right?
I guess I was your perfect crime
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
I guess I was your perfect crime (Ooh-ah-ooh)
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah-ooh
No one knew
That I helped you weather every storm
That never mattered
Two years we lived on a fault line
No one found out but what's done is done
Right?
I guess I was your perfect crime
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
Ooh-ah
I guess I was your perfect crime (Ooh-ah-ooh)
Ooh-ah (I was your perfect)
Ooh-ah (I was your perfect)
Ooh-ah (Crime)
Ooh-ah-ooh
Credits
Writer(s): Luisa Voukelatos
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