Hollywood, Chew Me Up & Spit Me Out.

Take me back to when everything

Fell together perfectly, almost like magic in my fingertips.

Take me back to when I was naive

And clueless about the idea of your "perfect".

I need to go back to the time before

I craved for all the things that have no meaning or worth.

Hollywood, you just chew me up and spit me out.

your perfect painting of "life" is no place for anyone but Barbie.

Well, if Barbie is what you want, I want to be the fly on the wall when you come crumbling down around her.