New York City calls my name

I’ve hustling out here to make it in L.A

But I know this is where I belong

It is where I left all my own and where my heart’s feeling low

Call it delusional

And dangerous, too

With a mind of an angel

And a soul of the moon

Call it dysfunctional

In a shameless world

Can you be my savior?

I can be your girl

Beauty queen made of gold

In an egotistical wasteland

She’s growing far too old

Fooled by the Hollywood legacy

Like I was born to waste with Tim ....

Call it delusional

And dangerous, too

With a mind of an angel

And a soul of the moon

Call it dysfunctional

In a shameless world

Can you be my savior?

I can be your girl

Dark desert night

Dressed in a way

How do you see the end in your eyes?

Ending is yourself

(Conversation starts)

How is it going ... ?

I talked to you this morning and now I feel much better

I had you in my mind so much

...