Cinematic Lyrics
| Song | Cinematic |
| Artist | Erin McKeown |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I begin with Culver City | |
| Where the handsome faggots make pretty, pretty | |
| Empty lots, secrets well kept | |
| Nothing standing but the frame of a set | |
| Some things are built to withstand regret | |
| It was cinematic | |
| How we loved | |
| Longshot! Jumpcut! Close-up! | |
| She wore off like a prom dress | |
| Heels a kickin', short hair a mess | |
| Painted nails for turning tricks | |
| Throw something hard, something stick | |
| Throw nothing, no, nothing slips | |
| Tip and tuck down the 99 | |
| The pedal pushed down the entire time | |
| You’re running scared 'til your ceiling falls | |
| Banging her head, wrists rubbed raw | |
| Addicted to something we never saw | |
| It was cinematic | |
| How we loved | |
| Longshot! Jumpcut! Close-up! | |
| Closeup | |
| Yeah | |
| Off the freeway Dreamland burns | |
| The ultimate take in the land of returns | |
| With a glycerine smile and a tear for tragedy | |
| Something grand Judy left for me | |
| Nothing more than box office history | |
| It was cinematic | |
| How we loved | |
| Longshot! Jumpcut! Close-up! | |
| Closeup | |
| Closeup | |
| Yes, Closeup | |
| I begin where Garland died | |
| Looked like a child all her life | |
| I begin where Garland died | |
| Looked like a child all her life | |
| So will I |
| I begin with Culver City | |
| Where the handsome faggots make pretty, pretty | |
| Empty lots, secrets well kept | |
| Nothing standing but the frame of a set | |
| Some things are built to withstand regret | |
| It was cinematic | |
| How we loved | |
| Longshot! Jumpcut! Closeup! | |
| She wore off like a prom dress | |
| Heels a kickin', short hair a mess | |
| Painted nails for turning tricks | |
| Throw something hard, something stick | |
| Throw nothing, no, nothing slips | |
| Tip and tuck down the 99 | |
| The pedal pushed down the entire time | |
| You' re running scared ' til your ceiling falls | |
| Banging her head, wrists rubbed raw | |
| Addicted to something we never saw | |
| It was cinematic | |
| How we loved | |
| Longshot! Jumpcut! Closeup! | |
| Closeup | |
| Yeah | |
| Off the freeway Dreamland burns | |
| The ultimate take in the land of returns | |
| With a glycerine smile and a tear for tragedy | |
| Something grand Judy left for me | |
| Nothing more than box office history | |
| It was cinematic | |
| How we loved | |
| Longshot! Jumpcut! Closeup! | |
| Closeup | |
| Closeup | |
| Yes, Closeup | |
| I begin where Garland died | |
| Looked like a child all her life | |
| I begin where Garland died | |
| Looked like a child all her life | |
| So will I |
| I begin with Culver City | |
| Where the handsome faggots make pretty, pretty | |
| Empty lots, secrets well kept | |
| Nothing standing but the frame of a set | |
| Some things are built to withstand regret | |
| It was cinematic | |
| How we loved | |
| Longshot! Jumpcut! Closeup! | |
| She wore off like a prom dress | |
| Heels a kickin', short hair a mess | |
| Painted nails for turning tricks | |
| Throw something hard, something stick | |
| Throw nothing, no, nothing slips | |
| Tip and tuck down the 99 | |
| The pedal pushed down the entire time | |
| You' re running scared ' til your ceiling falls | |
| Banging her head, wrists rubbed raw | |
| Addicted to something we never saw | |
| It was cinematic | |
| How we loved | |
| Longshot! Jumpcut! Closeup! | |
| Closeup | |
| Yeah | |
| Off the freeway Dreamland burns | |
| The ultimate take in the land of returns | |
| With a glycerine smile and a tear for tragedy | |
| Something grand Judy left for me | |
| Nothing more than box office history | |
| It was cinematic | |
| How we loved | |
| Longshot! Jumpcut! Closeup! | |
| Closeup | |
| Closeup | |
| Yes, Closeup | |
| I begin where Garland died | |
| Looked like a child all her life | |
| I begin where Garland died | |
| Looked like a child all her life | |
| So will I |
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