You stay until you're good and raw Back and forth a little see-saw Hoping that this ride will end When it does you go again Can't get that monster out of my mind She's got my hair and she's got my eyes She follows me wherever I go Speaking for me and wearing my clothes You hang until your hands are sore Blistering you still want more You think there's something here for you Go out and buy yourself a clue Can't get that monster out of my mind She's got my hair and she's got my eyes She follows me wherever I go Speaking for me and wearing my clothes In Hollywood where all the lights are low And the truth is as rare and as the winter snow She wanted a place arid as her soul Where the only job was never to grow old When the lights are shining will you see my skin? Or just the shell that I'm packaged in I've held my tongue and I've, I've hid my sores If I'm less of myself will you love me more? In Hollywood where all the lights are low lights [Incomprehensible] [Incomprehensible] She wanted a place arid as her soul Come on now let's go