Lyrics:

Gold hair shinin' in the sun the back of a Cadillac
Ripped jeans pullin' you tight
How does it feel 'bout the Angelo playing on the radio
Glass cold, gripped in your hand
And a bottle of cognac
Up late, howlin' at the moon in the heart of Los Angeles
I wonder who is gonna love you
I wonder who is gonna love you
If it ain't me
If it ain't me
If it ain't me
I wonder who is gonna love you
I fall in love, the more you ignore me
Conversation gets stale, conversation gets boring
Missed calls and unread texts
But none of them are important
None of them are from you
I wonder who is gonna love you
I wonder who is gonna love you
If it ain't me
Tattos fadin' in the sun in the back of a Cadillac
Up late, high on cocaine in the heart of Los Angeles
And I wonder
And I wonder
Who you're under
Does he do it like me?
He don't do it like me
I wonder who is gonna love you
I wonder who is gonna love you
If it ain't me
If it ain't me
If it ain't me
I wonder who is gonna love you
If it ain't me
In the heart of Los Angeles
My heart is lost
My heart is lost
In the heart of Los Angeles
My heart is lost
My heart is lost
In the heart of Los Angeles
My heart is lost
My heart is lost
In the heart of Los Angeles
My heart is lost
My heart is lost