Cinematic

I begin with Culver City
 Where the handsome faggots make pretty, pretty
 Empty lots, secrets well kept
 Nothing standing but the frame of a set
 Some things are built to withstand regret
 It was cinematic
 How we loved
 Longshot! Jumpcut! Close-up!
 She wore off like a prom dress
 Heels a kickin', short hair a mess
 Painted nails for turning tricks
 Throw something hard, something stick
 Throw nothing, no, nothing slips
 Tip and tuck down the 99
 The pedal pushed down the entire time
 You're running scared 'til your ceiling falls
 Banging her head, wrists rubbed raw
 Addicted to something we never saw
 It was cinematic
 How we loved
 Longshot! Jumpcut! Close-up!
 Closeup
 Yeah
 Off the freeway Dreamland burns
 The ultimate take in the land of returns
 With a glycerine smile and a tear for tragedy
 Something grand Judy left for me
 Nothing more than box office history
 It was cinematic
 How we loved
 Longshot! Jumpcut! Close-up!
 Closeup
 Closeup
 Yes, Closeup
 I begin where Garland died
 Looked like a child all her life
 I begin where Garland died
 Looked like a child all her life
 So will I