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
