Perfect Disguise (BBC Radio 1 Session version)

She's got the chemicals eyes and you're lookin' okay

From the bottom of the best and the worst, well what can I say?

You cocked your head to shoot me down and I don't give a damn about you or this town no more

No, now that I know the score

Well good luck believing every word they said

I hope you have enough space in your head

I don't, no but I know the score

Need me to fall down so you can climb up some fool-ass ladder

Well good luck, I hope

I hope there's something better up there

Cause you cocked your head to shoot me down

And I don't give a shit about you or this town no more

No, I know the score

Well she's got the chemical eyes and you're lookin' okay

From the bottom of the best to the worst

Well what can I say?