Your Quiet Crime

Verse 1
You left a single fingerprint of doubt
Upon the glass I’m slowly wiping out.
A shadow in the corner of the frame
That doesn’t match the person that you came —
A witness to the stories that you told,
A narrative you carefully controlled.
The alibi of sweetness in your eyes,
A perfect mask you wear to win the prize.

Chorus
And I trace the outline — your quiet crime,
The silent theft of all my peace and time.
No broken window, no accusing shout,
Just all the light inside me, going out.
Yeah, I’m assembling your quiet crime,
Each whispered lie you planted in my mind,
A perfect puzzle with a missing part,
The frozen, fading beating of my heart
— Your quiet crime.

Verse 2
You rearranged the furniture of fact
And left no tracks behind you — that’s your craft.
You’d say, «The door was always open wide»,
While turning every lock I had inside.
And if I mentioned how the air felt changed,
You’d look so hurt and say I was deranged:
«That never happened», spoken soft and clear —
The only trace I have: this rising fear.

Chorus
And I trace the outline — your quiet crime,
The silent theft of all my peace and time.
No broken window, no accusing shout,
Just all the light inside me, going out.
Yeah, I’m assembling your quiet crime,
Each whispered lie you planted in my mind,
A perfect puzzle with a missing part,
The frozen, fading beating of my heart
— Your quiet crime.

«The Joymorrows» 2026