[Verse 1 - Victoria] [Verse 1 - Victoria] A cup of tea, a little chat, Let's talk of Barcelona, shall we do that? Montpelier boarding school, a polished past, But pretty little facades, they rarely last. You like our current events, or so it seemed to me? [Verse 2 - Emily] Oh no, Mrs. Grayson, it’s history. The preservation of art, a passion of mine. My father always told me, when I was nine: Our past defines who we are. [Pre-Chorus - Victoria] I’d say our choices define us, they leave the scar. [Pre-Chorus - Emily] Maybe for the lucky, who hold the pen, But real choices aren't given to all women and men. [Chorus] [Victoria] A perfect smile, a perfect play, But tale as old as time, I am not born yesterday! I see the darkness hiding in your eyes, Beneath the polite and sweet disguise. [Emily] I sip my tea, I perfectly play the part, A Trojan horse with one goal: to rip your empire apart. It’s me, hi, I am the problem, it's me! At tea time everybody agrees. [Emily] Thank you so much for the tea, Mrs. Grayson. I've enjoyed this... conversation. [Victoria] A pleasant afternoon, a porcelain cup, But something in Emily´s story isn't adding up. This Girl is far too perfect, every word in place, But I can see the hunter beneath that pretty face! Emily Thorne is playing a role that isn't true. Someone has to step in before my son is in the blue. She’s a masterpiece of lies, I´m gonna find out what Emily Thorne hides.
