Perfect Crime - Guns N' Roses

Girl listens to mom So she lights a match and pretends to sleep While everything burns Man drives nowhere So he pressed the pedal, hit a few dogs And felt good Boy hears teacher's words So he closed his eyes and stepped in front Of a train Woo! Woops! Sorry 'bout that It's just an accident Revenge Nobody forgets Chop it into bits The bitterness is hard to hide It smells like homicide Just nod and say it's O.K. I can hear your voice echo O.K. I lied-it's really the voice Of the guy who kicked your head in Look in the mirror It seems you're drinking, miniature And soon enough your gone Woops! Sorry 'bout that It's just an accident Revenge Nobody forgets Chop it into bits The bitterness is hard to hide It smells like homicide Just nod and say it's O.K. No one saw the perfect crime I can't wait for the next time The bitterness is hard to hide It smells like homicide Just nod and say it's O.K. You try to make the moment Last you sold it right in half You die and have a nice day Woops! Sorry 'bout that It's just an accident

My eyes are jaded and complicated, Tired of the liars and the masqueraded Who steals our innocence away, Like a thief in the night? Who took away our faith in what we know to be right? That was another world, then That was another time You can never go back to the scene of a perfect crime. Whatever became of the child I was I never want to lose her no I won't give her up And now my heart is harder, My skin is getting tougher and tougher That was another world then That was another time You can never go back to the place where love is blind You can never go back to the scene of a perfect crime Whatever became of our sweet blind love As long as we could be together it was more than enough Now we're all grown up and we need so much I never knew that the price would go up as such That was another world then, then That was another time Well you can never go back to the place where love is blind. Well you can never go back to the place where love is blind. Well you can never go back to the place where love is blind. You can never go back to the scene of a perfect crime.