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Staring at a across a table set for two
This is the last call before the credits
The charm of screen depression saturated in alcohol it's so seductive
Filtered through tobacco haze so fucking intoxicating

The way they glimmer the grain
And make dysfunction such a
Jimmy Stewart sex appeal
The alcoholic is the last hopeless romantic
Stumbling and smelling of stale

Making James Dean to an empty room
Audrey left some on her cigarette in the ashtray
With a scrawled on a napkin saying, "This is glamor"
This is where Hollywood the delusion

That everything looked blue through Sinatra's eyes
What America is another worthwhile overdose
Celestial bodies on set destined to explode in the headlines
dry martini and a methamphetamine Godspeed
Norma Jean, I hope you saved us one last pill

it again for me
The tragedy of a track beauty queen
The in the magazine
She all right to me
Oh she looks so to me

But something in the way she moves
Like I to make me want you
I feel like fame, dreary and estranged
I'd scratch through not to be without you, without you

Whole lotta going on
Whole lotta going on
lotta shakin' going on