She's dead broke and broken hearted
She love attention but she don't like being a public target
She ain't got not a dollar to her name or her wallet but
She can't stand her apartment, she's going out regardless
Miss Hollywood is going bankrupt in suburbia
She left her lover for the city, nothing personal
And she's still in debt but let's pretend like it don't hurt at all
Oh baby, dancing with the devil's irreversible
A pill pop addict, overdramatic
A Louis V duffle won't hold your baggage
And makeup don't cover up your sadness
But one night out and it's back to the habits
Back to the antics, back to the life that you left in the past tense
Your dad don't approve of the way you been acting
And none of your friends really care what happens
When the lights go out
And you don't got a ride back home
And nobody answered the phone for you
Like how does it feel being alone?
You post up on your socials with a smile on your face
When you hide yourself away
Cus you don't want 'em seeing that
Miss Hollywood is going bankrupt in suburbia
She left her lover for the city, nothing personal
And she's still in debt but let's pretend like it don't hurt at all
Oh baby, dancing with the devil's irreversible
V.I.P in the Hollywood hills
But she can barely pay her rent
Marmont views and reality shows
Thinking that she'll be up next
Now she's afraid to look past
All of the silver lines
And now it might be too late
For what you left behind
So baby tell me is it worth it in suburbia?
All of the lies you tell your self
Have they all burned your tongue?
Over-rated, over-stimulated
But can't get enough
And no ones calling your bluff
It's what you wanted huh?
Miss Hollywood is going bankrupt in suburbia
She left her lover for the city, nothing personal
And she's still in debt but let's pretend like it don't hurt at all
Oh baby, dancing with the devil's irreversible
She's dead broke and broken hearted
She love attention but she don't like being a public target
She ain't got not a dollar to her name or her wallet but
She can't stand her apartment, she's going out regardless
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She's dead broke and broken hearted
She love attention but she don't like being a public target
She ain't got not a dollar to her name or her wallet but
She can't stand her apartment, she's going out regardless
Miss Hollywood is going bankrupt in suburbia
She left her lover for the city, nothing personal
And she's still in debt but let's pretend like it don't hurt at all
Oh baby, dancing with the devil's irreversible
A pill pop addict, overdramatic
A Louis V duffle won't hold your baggage
And makeup don't cover up your sadness
But one night out and it's back to the habits
Back to the antics, back to the life that you left in the past tense
Your dad don't approve of the way you been acting
And none of your friends really care what happens
When the lights go out
And you don't got a ride back home
And nobody answered the phone for you
Like how does it feel being alone?
You post up on your socials with a smile on your face
When you hide yourself away
Cus you don't want 'em seeing that
Miss Hollywood is going bankrupt in suburbia
She left her lover for the city, nothing personal
And she's still in debt but let's pretend like it don't hurt at all
Oh baby, dancing with the devil's irreversible
V.I.P in the Hollywood hills
But she can barely pay her rent
Marmont views and reality shows
Thinking that she'll be up next
Now she's afraid to look past
All of the silver lines
And now it might be too late
For what you left behind
So baby tell me is it worth it in suburbia?
All of the lies you tell your self
Have they all burned your tongue?
Over-rated, over-stimulated
But can't get enough
And no ones calling your bluff
It's what you wanted huh?
Miss Hollywood is going bankrupt in suburbia
She left her lover for the city, nothing personal
And she's still in debt but let's pretend like it don't hurt at all
Oh baby, dancing with the devil's irreversible
She's dead broke and broken hearted
She love attention but she don't like being a public target
She ain't got not a dollar to her name or her wallet but
She can't stand her apartment, she's going out regardless
She love attention but she don't like being a public target
She ain't got not a dollar to her name or her wallet but
She can't stand her apartment, she's going out regardless
Miss Hollywood is going bankrupt in suburbia
She left her lover for the city, nothing personal
And she's still in debt but let's pretend like it don't hurt at all
Oh baby, dancing with the devil's irreversible
A pill pop addict, overdramatic
A Louis V duffle won't hold your baggage
And makeup don't cover up your sadness
But one night out and it's back to the habits
Back to the antics, back to the life that you left in the past tense
Your dad don't approve of the way you been acting
And none of your friends really care what happens
When the lights go out
And you don't got a ride back home
And nobody answered the phone for you
Like how does it feel being alone?
You post up on your socials with a smile on your face
When you hide yourself away
Cus you don't want 'em seeing that
Miss Hollywood is going bankrupt in suburbia
She left her lover for the city, nothing personal
And she's still in debt but let's pretend like it don't hurt at all
Oh baby, dancing with the devil's irreversible
V.I.P in the Hollywood hills
But she can barely pay her rent
Marmont views and reality shows
Thinking that she'll be up next
Now she's afraid to look past
All of the silver lines
And now it might be too late
For what you left behind
So baby tell me is it worth it in suburbia?
All of the lies you tell your self
Have they all burned your tongue?
Over-rated, over-stimulated
But can't get enough
And no ones calling your bluff
It's what you wanted huh?
Miss Hollywood is going bankrupt in suburbia
She left her lover for the city, nothing personal
And she's still in debt but let's pretend like it don't hurt at all
Oh baby, dancing with the devil's irreversible
She's dead broke and broken hearted
She love attention but she don't like being a public target
She ain't got not a dollar to her name or her wallet but
She can't stand her apartment, she's going out regardless
Writer: Dutch Melrose, Zachary Sabetta
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid