Welcome to Hollywood by KayKay Blaisdell Lyrics
You tried to make me think that I was living in one of those romantic comedies.
But, this is Hollywood. Nothing is, as it seems.
I think you believed it too and maybe you still do.
You licked your lips & hoped to stitch my seams.
Got in my head and everywhere in between
You wrote me right and called it love
And made me realize the different pages we’ve been on.
We’re lost and alone trying to find something, someone to call home
& here we are in Hollywood. The place we’ve all come to know.
But, you can’t change it or fix it or make it different.
And, I can’t say it or be it or learn to see it.
So here we are writing different things…different endings for different dreams.
And you’re stuck in the idea of what this could be
When it’s really just a collection of pretty words & poetry.
Or maybe it’s not much of anything other than being characters in each other’s stories.
The moment I realized this wasn’t a movie and I knew I couldn’t be the character you’ve written me to be.
I realized you couldn’t be the one to save me. I needed to get out before you got to me.
If you got to me, I’d never come back or recover fully.
This isn’t the type of thing that lasts.
This is the type of thing that drives you mad.
You’d take a piece of me to keep and write about.
I’d rip apart your mind and tear your heart out.
Because we’re young, ambitious hearts looking for something to make sense
But, this is Hollywood. We’re always confusing passions with dramatics.
This love or lack thereof isn’t made for a screen
because this isn’t a romantic comedy.
It’s just another soon-to-be Hollywood tragedy.
xx
But, this is Hollywood. Nothing is, as it seems.
I think you believed it too and maybe you still do.
You licked your lips & hoped to stitch my seams.
Got in my head and everywhere in between
You wrote me right and called it love
And made me realize the different pages we’ve been on.
We’re lost and alone trying to find something, someone to call home
& here we are in Hollywood. The place we’ve all come to know.
But, you can’t change it or fix it or make it different.
And, I can’t say it or be it or learn to see it.
So here we are writing different things…different endings for different dreams.
And you’re stuck in the idea of what this could be
When it’s really just a collection of pretty words & poetry.
Or maybe it’s not much of anything other than being characters in each other’s stories.
The moment I realized this wasn’t a movie and I knew I couldn’t be the character you’ve written me to be.
I realized you couldn’t be the one to save me. I needed to get out before you got to me.
If you got to me, I’d never come back or recover fully.
This isn’t the type of thing that lasts.
This is the type of thing that drives you mad.
You’d take a piece of me to keep and write about.
I’d rip apart your mind and tear your heart out.
Because we’re young, ambitious hearts looking for something to make sense
But, this is Hollywood. We’re always confusing passions with dramatics.
This love or lack thereof isn’t made for a screen
because this isn’t a romantic comedy.
It’s just another soon-to-be Hollywood tragedy.
xx