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Hollywood
by Jared Morris
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What has Hollywood don to you, my love?
Nothing you don't want it to
We are all broke out here, sweetheart
Don't make excuses for me
And I won't go accusing po' you
Are you happy with who you are?
Are you happy with who you've become?
You were a gangster when you were 12
And a pilot at 21
You never know you really are
But you got a job and you're doing all right
This shit ain't easy
But you're moving easy
Moving East to fight
What has Hollywood don to you, my love?
Nothing you don't want it to
We are in charge of our destinies
Don't make excuses for me
And I won't go accusing po' you
Your country house is rustic
But you'll never learn when to trust it
How long before you lose it?
It's a nice life but you'd never choose it
You're about to hit the wall
You're an engine prone to stall
Exactly where I needed to be
You're a mystery to me
Don't let me lose the child, boy
Just put down the guitar
You're exactly what you are
A far, far away star
What has Hollywood don to you, my love?
Nothing you don't want it to
We are charging the streets tonight
Don't make excuses for me
And I won't go accusing po' you
What has Hollywood don to you, my love?
Nothing you don't want it to
We are all broke out here, sweetheart
Don't make excuses for me
And I won't go accusing po' you
Are you happy with who you are?
Are you happy with who you've become?
You were a gangster when you were 12
And a pilot at 21
You never know you really are
But you got a job and you're doing all right
This shit ain't easy
But you're moving easy
Moving East to fight
What has Hollywood don to you, my love?
Nothing you don't want it to
We are in charge of our destinies
Don't make excuses for me
And I won't go accusing po' you
Your country house is rustic
But you'll never learn when to trust it
How long before you lose it?
It's a nice life but you'd never choose it
You're about to hit the wall
You're an engine prone to stall
Exactly where I needed to be
You're a mystery to me
Don't let me lose the child, boy
Just put down the guitar
You're exactly what you are
A far, far away star
What has Hollywood don to you, my love?
Nothing you don't want it to
We are charging the streets tonight
Don't make excuses for me
And I won't go accusing po' you
