I thought it was you with your optimist's view of the clock
And how it's always another day, just after twelve o'clock's struck
You said, "Now I only want you so I don't have to promise"
But tiny children in grown-up clothes whispered all the crimes of Paris You're not the girl next-door or a girl from France
Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot pants
All the words of love seem cruel and crass
When you're tough and transparent as armored glass
You're everywhere, girl, in an everyday mess
Who'll pay for the crimes of Paris? I heard that she fell for the, "Hell or to Hammer smith Blues"
In the tiny torn up pieces of his mind he's irresistible too
It's hard to say now if he's only stupid or smart
As he crawled through the door
And poured out more of his creeping Jesus heart You're not the girl next-door or a girl from France
Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot pants
All the words of love seem cruel and crass
When you're tough and transparent as armored glass
You're everywhere, girl, in an everyday mess
Who'll pay for the crimes of Paris? And it's all here and now
She hit him with that paper-weight Eiffel Tower
And I tried to hold on to you but I don't know how
And I find it hard to swallow good advice
Like going down three times to only come up twice
Come up twice She's so convenient, he's always stiff as hair-lacquer
It's hard to discover now he's in love with her
It was her way of getting her own back
You never did anything she couldn't do on her own
You're as good as your word and that's no good to her
You'd better leave that kitten alone She's not the girl next-door or a girl from France
Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot pants
All the words of love seem cruel and crass
When you're tough and transparent as armored glass
You're everywhere, girl, in an everyday mess
Who'll pay for the crimes of Paris? Who'll pay for the crimes of Paris?
Whose gonna pay for the crimes of Paris?
Who'll pay for the crimes of Paris?
I'm gonna pay for the crimes of Paris?
Whose gonna pay for the crimes of Paris?