Don't Belong In Hollywood

Hello, my beautiful friend
 Did you get the money that your mother sent?
 Your pictures don't make sense
 Are you happy, or do you just pretend?
 You live in a town made by movie stars and educated hearts
 Might sound like Amy Winehouse singing in your car
 Do you wanna play that part?
 Wear that dress your record label bought you
 Fall in love with some Californian boy
 Fool me, did you think you could?
 You don't belong in Hollywood, no, no
 Hey kids, look at my face
 I'm sick and tired of being somebody that you hate
 Gee whiz, pack all my bags
 I'll buy a first class seat direct to LAX
 And oh boy, I'll be a music star
 I'll buy a Jaguar
 And every joke I tell the audience would laugh
 Beverly boulevard
 One day, we'll be standing there face to face
 But you won't see the tears beneath my Prada shades
 Fool you all, I thought I could
 I don't belong in Hollywood, no, no
 Say what you wanna say
 How people change and there's no point reminiscing
 It's 3:00 a.m. and I'm still awake
 I keep thinking babe, my phone's vibrating
 Fool me, did you think you could?
 Come back to America
 I should've loved you when I could
 Oh, we're hopelessly misunderstood
 We don't belong in Hollywood
 No, we don't belong in Hollywood, no, no