driving alone on the 405 to nowhere stars in my eyes stars in my eyes i m talking to ghosts on the corner of verne and sunset blood in their eyes blood in their eyes do you ever wonder what it s like to be happy you re holding all these flowers but you can t smell a thing and all the broken angels go and wander around the streets of la and take this tired halo i ve made up my mind i know i can t stay so i m leaving for a life that s good and i m so fucking sick of hollywood all of the ghosts of hollywood are coming to eat you alive eat you alive i m tryin to stop the city streets from burning but no one survives no one survives do you ever wonder what it s like to be happy you re holding all these flowers but you can t smell a thing and all the broken angels go and wander around the streets of la and take this tired halo i ve made up my mind i know i can t stay so i m leaving for a life that s good and i m so fucking sick of hollywood all the ang yo and all the broken angels go and wander around the streets of la and take this tired halo i ve made up my mind i know i can t stay so i m leaving for a life that s good and i m so fucking sick of hollywood