Lyrics Here's Lookin' At You - Every Time I Die

Here's Lookin' At You

Staring at a ghost across a table set for two
This is the last call before the credits roll
The charm of silver screen depression saturated in alcohol
It’s so seductive
Filtered through tobacco haze
It’s so fucking intoxicating
The way they glimmer through the grain and make dysfunction such a fashion
Jimmy stewart suicidal sex appeal
The alcoholic is the last true hopeless romantic
Stumbling and smelling of stale gasoline
Making james dean speeches to an empty room
Audrey left some lipstick on her cigarette in the ashtray
With a note scrawled on a napkin saying this is glamour
This is where hollywood cues the delusion
That everything looked this blue through sinatra’s eyes
What america needs is another worthwhile overdose
Celestial bodies constructed on set
Destined to explode in the headlines
Another dry martini and a methamphetmaine
Godspeed Norma Jean, I hope you saved us one last sleeping pill play it again
for me
The tragedy of a track marked beauty queen
The starlet in the magazine
She looks all right to me
She looks so good to me
But there’s somthing in the way she moves, like i want to
Make me want you
Tonight i feel like fame, dreary and estranged
I’d scratch through glass not to be without you
(Without you) there’s a whole lotta shakin' going on