Hot Pink

Back in Hollywood today Technicolor turned to gray altered senses were the primary impulse drinking whiskey every day smoking second thoughts away a skipping record was a secondary pulse and I'm tired but I'm not sleeping cause there's so much noise

Knock, knock, knock Before you enter 'Cause the chances are I'm with another on the floor All tangled up Trying to forget when we were sober So knock, knock, knock Before you enter 'Cause the chances are I'll be with whoever had a car To drive me hom