Goodnight Hollywood Boulevard

I've got a tight grip on reality
But I can't let go of what's in front of me here
I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up
Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream, oh
You are the only exception

note: you do not have to read the prequel to understand this story.

Charlotte & Bobbie van Heusen (respectively)
Garrett Nickelsen

lyrics: the only exception by paramore