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



In neon

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