Hollywood Veins

Midnight’s got a velvet mouth
And I drink from its broken lip
Palm trees twist like cigarette smoke
In the heat of a blood-red script
I wear your gaze like perfume
Drip it down my collarbone
You say you’ve seen the city burn
But baby, I was fire before stone

I haunt the Hollywood veins
In Louboutin nightshade and shadows
Where fame is just another mirror
And love is a hit-and-run ghost
They don’t see the teeth
Behind the femme-fatale prose
I bite down slow
Darling, you’ll never know
You already bled for me

I kissed an actor in a graveyard lot
He begged like a man, died like a scene
His soul still dances in Dolby light
While I sip gin with the in-betweens
They tattoo moons on their wrists
And think that makes them eternal
But I’ve watched time peel their skin
Like a god that lost its journal

I haunt the Hollywood veins
In Louboutin nightshade and shadows
Where the billboards scream salvation
And the angels sleep with their halos
I don’t need a savior
Just a warm neck and a tune
Sing me your sins
And I’ll sing you the moon

I miss the stars before the smog
When hunger had a sweeter name
Now I feed in hotel hallways
Where even death plays a waiting game

So meet me in the Marquee dark
Where the reels forget their end
You’ll think you dreamed me,
A myth, a spark;
But I’m the truth you never mend.