Perfect On The Surface

She wore that crown so tight Couldn’t fit through a wrong If blame had a face She’d point it all day long Every little mess Somebody else did it Same old slip and slide With a flawless little grin He walked in like gold Like the room was his throne Looked down on the crowd From his high horse alone Both of them proud Both of them loud Thinking they were rare Just a little too loud Perfect on the surface Pretty in the blame (Perfect on the surface) Calling out everybody else again They wanted applause They wanted the prize But they kept on kissing Their own alibis Perfect on the surface Two little saints of spite They made a masterpiece A perfect little fight Then came the spark Like, well, of course it did Two self-made legends With a genius-level skid She said, “You get me” He said, “I know” Then both of them checked For a mirror in the glow They thought it was fate They thought it was art Two shining disasters With a matching black heart They called it love I called it a joke You could hear the ego When the champagne broke Perfect on the surface Pretty in the blame (Perfect on the surface) Calling out everybody else again They wanted applause They wanted the prize But they kept on kissing Their own alibis Perfect on the surface Two little saints of spite They made a masterpiece A perfect little fight When they waited for praise The room stayed cold No standing ovation No glitter, no gold Just silence in heels And silence in shoes Two kings of denial With nothing to prove Perfect on the surface Pretty in the blame (Perfect on the surface) Calling out everybody else again They wanted applause They wanted the prize But they kept on kissing Their own alibis Perfect on the surface Two little saints of spite They made a masterpiece A perfect little hell tonight So here’s to the duo Who never got wise Loved their own reflection And called it paradise