The Hollywood Hills empty, spentonto your hard asphalt shorelike a wave in ebbat the foot of some green, oppulent couch

Day and night your dirtis bought for golden fortunessold for the price of a soulas chaste as a summer whore

Guns and ravaged hearts beatdistant, almost too far to believesorry as a tiny tortured petbeneath the groaning weight of class

Cars as rich as castlesin narrow ruts as if to follow pathsthey don't even know existand would defy if they ever did

Like a disenfranchised childI've forgotten by nowthe life you gave me;so oblivious of me