I never ask if I can write about you ... Is it alright if i use your name
I never ask if I could talk about you ... Is it alright if I speak on what we became
Now so distance we was once Hollywood estrange  
You was my star,  I enjoyed walking in your fame

Left me out with the waste , this is not what I do
Now I'm in the wrong kind of place just thinking of you
It's a small crime she said , I just hope that wasn't your excuse
I died twice , my heart wasn't ready for what was new