Our kind of love
It was once in a lifetime
It couldn't last
It was doomed from the first time
And you were 50s cool
In blue suede shoes
But it was a cover for all of the trouble
You got into
I always run for the wrong guy
Things that are bad always taste nice
That's what girls like me do
Lose you
Don't tell me it's over
Don't tell me it's over
Hollywood's dead
Elvis is crying
Vicious in flames
Roman is dying
And in the light you're sickeningly beautiful
Say goodbye, you're sickenly beautiful
This kind of life
Wasn't meant for the good girl
Dry is our mind
In the end, it's a cruel world
And you are living proof
Sinatra or Louvre
That you all that I do, only went after
Once too soon
I only suffer the same time
Gangsters in Vegas on game night
That's what girls like me like
The limelight
Don't tell me it's over
Don't tell me it's over
Hollywood's dead
Elvis is crying
Marilyn's sad
Hendrix is lying dead
In the light you're sickenly beautiful
Say goodbye, you're sickenly beautiful
Think I should call before me to know
That I always loved you
As no one above you
Don't tell me it's over
Don't tell me it's over
Hollywood's dead
Elvis is crying
Lennon, wake up
Coleman, stop lying there
In the light you're sickenly beautiful
Say goodbye, you're sickenly beautiful
Say goodnight, you're so beautiful
Hollywood's dead
Hollywood's dead
Hollywood's dead
Yeah
Hollywood's dead
Hollywood's dead
Hollywood's dead
Yeah!
