Verse 1:
Gbm           D
Livin' in the moonlight
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Lookin' at the hills, but the hills don't shine right
                                        D
Lookin' at her nose, but the xxxx don't blow right
   Db
Gesundheit
     Gbm
Your mom says
                                              D
"You can change your face, but the pain won't go away"
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Addicted to the fame, but the fame is momentarily
 
Reality
 
Pre-chorus:
    D                   Db        Gbm
The creeps are crawling up to the doorways
        D             Db           Gbm
They're dying to find out what's inside
    D                 Db              Gbm
The creeps are always posting their photos
(nc)
To show off what they're lacking inside
 
Chorus:
                 D                Db    Gbm 
There is no such thing as love in la
A               D                Db      Gbm 
Plastic people don't got nothing to say
A               D               Db 
They're judging me, I'm judging you
   Gbm               A 
We ain't got nothing else to do
                D                Db   Gbm
Thеre's no such thing as love in la
 
Verse 2:
          D            Db
Livin' on Melrosе in motel rooms
Gbm
Up all night drinkin' 'til the day shows
         D              Db
With the B-list and the C-list
        Gbm
And the demons comin' 'til I see xxxx
     D
On a private jet
Db              Gbm
But you can't afford your rent
                  D
Gettin' high with fake friends
       Db             Gbm
'Cause that's all you got
 
Pre-chorus:
    D                   Db        Gbm
The creeps are crawling up to the doorways
        D             Db           Gbm
They're dying to find out what's inside
    D                 Db              Gbm
The creeps are always posting their photos
(nc)
To show off what they're lacking inside
 
Chorus:
                 D                Db    Gbm 
There is no such thing as love in la
A               D                Db      Gbm 
Plastic people don't got nothing to say
A               D               Db 
They're judging me, I'm judging you
   Gbm               A 
We ain't got nothing else to do
                D                Db   Gbm
Thеre's no such thing as love in la
 
Bridge:
A               Db
I'm late for my own premiere
A              Db
Maybe I should leave, my dear
D              Db
I don't feel a thing out here
       Bm                                 Db 
But it seems to me that the demons of the city
(nc)               Db Gbm
Wanna keep me here
A
They wanna keep me
D  Db  Gbm  A
 heeeeeeeeeere
 
Chorus:
         D                Db       Gbm A
There is no such thing as love in la
        D                Db          Gbm A
Plastic people don't got nothing to say
        D               Db
They're judging me, I'm judging you
   Gbm               A
We ain't got nothing else to do
        D                Db       Gbm
Thеre's no such thing as love in la
         D                Db       Gbm A
There is no such thing as love in la
               D                Db       (nc)
I said there's no such thing as love in la
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