One-Stop, Country roots rock, Medium tempo, classic rock, gritty, tough, singer songwriter, pop rock, love song, Male vocals, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, bass, drums, shaker, tambourine, percussion, Atlanta, United States
Sittin in the corner of the local bar Where the words hangs over the door Says I wanna be something, I wanna be queen I wanna feel like Ive been here before She listens to the band play the same old song The one that the locals always sing along She wants its real She just wants something to believe in I wish I had the will to survive The same way I wanted you A memory, a nightlight, a knife To cut out my darkness with truth But I wanna be flawless Its just the word in the back of my head In the City of Angels Where well never be lonely again Theyre flying the flag on the fourth of July Got a fire burning up on the hill With train stops and graveyards taking up space Theyre full but theyll never be filled She stops at the gravestone to say a prayer Knows its her innocence that shes buried there And forgets that its real She wants something to believe in But I wanna be flawless Its just the word in the back of my head In the City of Angels Where well never be lonely again We wanna be big stars We wanna have something to say In the City of Angels In Hollywood USA And all those nights at the Hollywood Sign