Hollywood Ending

You stay until you're good and raw

Back and forth a little see-saw

Hoping that this ride will end

When it does you go again

Can't get that monster out of my mind

She's got my hair and she's got my eyes

She follows me wherever I go

Speaking for me and wearing my clothes

You hang until your hands are sore

Blistering you still want more

You think there's something here for you

Go out and buy yourself a clue

Can't get that monster out of my mind

She's got my hair and she's got my eyes

She follows me wherever I go

Speaking for me and wearing my clothes

In Hollywood where all the lights are low

And the truth is as rare and as the winter snow

She wanted a place arid as her soul

Where the only job was never to grow old

When the lights are shining will you see my skin?

Or just the shell that I'm packaged in

I've held my tongue and I've, I've hid my sores

If I'm less of myself will you love me more?

In Hollywood where all the lights are low lights

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She wanted a place arid as her soul

Come on now let's go