Letras
Not too long ago
West coast dreaming'
Too fictitious futures you composed
In your ancient prose
And I can't seem to keep you close
I don't recognize ya
You're so Hollywood, you're gone for good
And I'm stuck in nostalgia
It's not the silver screen
We're not 17 anymore
So who you think you're fooling?
You think you're Marilyn Monroe?
You're wearing someone else's clothes
But that's just how they do it
Your skin is not your own
Another California clone
I don't recognize ya
You're so Hollywood, you're gone for good
And I'm stuck in nostalgia
It's not the silver screen
We're not 17 anymore
It's so stale
The things they try to sell
The whistles and the bells
It's so stale
Melodramatic flare
I guess it's just so tantalizing fantasizing
I don't recognize ya
You're so Hollywood, you're gone for good
And I'm stuck in nostalgia
It's not the silver screen
We're not 17 no more
I don't recognize ya
I'm stuck in Nostalgia
Hollywood, Hollywood, oh