Dave Barnes - The L.A. Song Lyrics
She drives down on SunsetWith the windows downJust so she can let it inShe knows he's far-gone nowBut there still are piecesPieces there still left of himHe uses love like a bullet from a gunShe's careful like a surgeonEverywhere he goes they all know to runBut she can't help but love himLove himThere is a picture sitting by her bedHer reflection in his faceShe has been meaning, meaning to move itBut it's always been his placeHe uses love like a bullet from a gunShe's careful like a surgeonEverywhere he goes they all know to runBut she can't help but love himLove himCity of angels, everyone is sleeping4 am and she's awakeShe is moving, moving that pictureSomeone else will fill that spaceSomeone else will fill that space