Hollywood - Ruston Kelly

I hate this bar, I hate this town

I always find you in this crowd

Whiskey double, ginger back

Numb me up before I crack

The day’s been just a losing fight

Drunk in Hollywood tonight

You got me in the palm of your hands

And maybe I will lose who I am

'Cause they’re only hanging on by a string

You ain’t ready to cut me free

Got me in the palm of your hands

Baby, all your words, they kill

And I’ve run out of all these pills

I’m getting thinner, getting tired

I give an inch, you take a mile

And I can’t keep going back and forth

Real love ain’t no swingin' door

You got me in the palm of your hands

And maybe I will lose who I am

'Cause I’m only hanging on by a string

You ain’t ready to cut me free

Got me in the palm of your hands

You shot this plane, it’s goin' down

I hate this bar, I hate this town