who knows our eyes

they watch every move you make

they see your wicked smile

they watch your decay

they've seen the silver needle

take

you down

the windows filled with tears

cause they know they can't touch

what doesn't belong to them here

a hollywood

the end

a hollywood tonight

your voice echoes through the walls

and i hear a voice so tired

the windows filled with tears

but you must not sleep now it's still too early

hollywood

yeah

hollywood tonight

you don't need their heaven

you don't need their help

the windows filled with tears

cause they know they can't touch

what doesn't belong to them

you don't need their heaven

you don't need their hell

the windows filled with tears

but you must not sleep now it's still too early

to die

here

hollywood

in

hollywood tonight