Crime

I could make my case
By the way you chase
Just as soon as I left the matinee
At the hush of night
Out my window’s eye
You were floating in the fog up my street
But don’t you hold back
Now I know how it feels
(how it feels)
If it’s not a crime
Maybe I could lie
Just to give your heart the relief
You can change your hair
Baby I don’t care
I don’t think I’d notice a thing
Through the spit and spritz
Driving through the drip
I couldn’t help but check my backseat
But you crashed my car
So I couldn’t get very far
But you know I still showed a clean pair of heels