Admission, of mind Is blinded, and tied By pretty, white lies I picked up all the pieces (left inside...) I am the perfect Alibi I am the perfect Alibi (If not the perfect bride) Sedition, the crime Of holding back tides With blades of silence The sacrificial lamb crawled in (and died...) I am the perfect Alibi I am the perfect Alibi (If not the perfect bride) Baptism, of pride Is falling like fire I'm crowded by violence And burning all the bridges (I have tried) I am the perfect Alibi I am the perfect Alibi (If not the perfect bride)