The Dotted Line... Lyrics - Strata Presents The End Of The World - Strata

Your knees are bruised up 

You don't even know what you're worshiping 

Outside the sun rises 

In the silence of another suicide scene 

There's nothing sacred here 

No, nothing's left clean 

Say it, say it, I know what you're thinking now 

You're blowing your smoke in my face, you just need a little taste of it 

Say it, say it, it's all in the scripts of L.A. 

I don't even know your name but you want everything 

Somebody's kissing me like it means everything 

And somewhere someone's shaking 

My hand in the back seat of a limousine 

Now who can I trust? 

These new friends are so dangerous 

Say it, say it, I know what you're thinking now 

You're blowing your smoke in my face, you just need a little taste of it 

Say it, say it, it's all in the scripts of L.A. 

I don't even know your name but you want everything 

They don't love you 

Never give your heart away 

They don't love you 

They'll just take your heart away 

I just didn't hear you 

Say it, say it, I know what you're thinking now 

You're blowing your smoke in my face, you just need a little taste of it 

Say it, say it, it's all in the scripts of L.A. 

I don't even know your name but you want everything 

Name your price, sign it away 

On the dotted line and I'll make you famous