Lipstick and lashes, the traces of stardom Lit up on a billboard so everyone sees them in neon
Behind the counter she stares out the window Up at the billboard that´s like a reminder in neon
She hates how she feels but she hangs like a mirror Maybe a stranger could walk in and see her in neon For two cents of danger she´d trust anybody She´d smoke like a gun if it meant she might wind up
In neon the dreams in the light of a promise that dies A shimmering city, a glimmer of hope and a lie In neon the name´s gone there´s no reason why anymore Trust them and wind up alone behind a locked door
In neon, in neon
Pictures and patterns, the touches of glamour Cut into a fashion that flashes above them in neon A hot cup of coffee held in her fingers A perfect complexion that lingers above her in neon
She hates how she feels but she hangs like a mirror Maybe a stranger could walk in and see her in neon For a shot at the title, she´d slip into something She´d smoulder like ashes if it meant she might wind up in neon