Hollywood Smog from Bad Luck by Answering Machine

Apologies are turning stale
As I watch you run out of tales
I’ll believe anything you say
With a smile plastered across my face

Making plans to skip town again
Sleepless for hours looking for
someone else to blame
I bet it’s hard to complain in LA
where they never see rain

Our shoulders were singed by the sun
As we watched all the we had come undone
You are too tired to talk
And my head is filled up
Filled up with Hollywood smog

I knew it had gone too far
When I squashed your tired heart
Couldn’t get a hold of it
Honesty couldn’t pull me out of this tar pit

Our shoulders were singed by the sun
As we watched all the we had come undone
You are too tired to talk
And my head is filled up
Filled up with Hollywood smog

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