Lipstick and lashes, the traces of stardom Lit up on a billboard so everyone sees them in neon Behind the counter she stares out the window Up at the billboard that's like a reminder in neon
She hates how she feels but she hangs like a mirror Maybe a stranger could walk in and see her in neon For two cents of danger she'd trust anybody She'd smoke like a gun if it meant she might wind up
In neon the dreams in the light of a promise that dies A shimmering city, a glimmer of hope and a lie In neon the name's gone, there's no reason why anymore Trust them and wind up alone behind a locked door
In neon, in neon
Pictures and patterns, the touches of glamour Cut into a fashion that flashes above them in neon A hot cup of coffee held in her fingers A perfect complexion that lingers above her in neon
She hates how she feels but she hangs like a mirror Maybe a stranger could walk in and see her in neon For a shot at the title, she'd slip into something She'd smoulder like ashes if it meant she might wind up in neon
In neonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
