don't belong in hollywood

hello

my beautiful friend

did you get the money that your mother sent?

your pictures don't make sense

are you happy or do you just pretend?

you live in a town made by movie stars and educated hearts

might sound like amy winehouse singing in your car

do you wanna play that part?

wear a dress your record label bought you

fall in love with some californian boy

fool me you think you could

you don't belong in hollywood

no no

hey kids

look at my face

i'm sick and tired of being somebody that you hate

gee whiz

pack all my bags

i'll buy a first class seat direct to lax

no boy

i'll be an music star

i'll buy a jaguar

and every joke i tell the audience will laugh

beverley boulevard

one day we'll be standing there face to face

but you won't see the tears beneath my pride i chase

fool you all i thought i could

i don't belong in hollywood

no no

say what you wanna say

how people change and there's no point reminiscing

it's three am and i'm still awake

i keep thinking babe

my phone's vibrating

fool me did you think you could

come back to america

i should've loved you when i could

oh

we're hopelessly misunderstood

we don't belong in hollywood

no

we don't belong in hollywood

no no