Heavenly Disaster – Clare Maguire

Violet eyes, don’t you cry
White flowers like neon lights
Feels like 1966
Diamond shoes and an old green dress

You’ve been falling
For a world that glitters like gold
Sweet talking
With a mouth full of pearls

Put on your best fake smile tonight
Make out everything’s alright
Show ’em all the glamour
You’re a heavenly disaster
And let ’em take pictures
When they flash those diamond lights
Show ’em all the glamour
You’re a heavenly disaster

Up on the silver screen
You’re living your cheap old dream
I saw ya bleeding in the wake
They’re still calling out your name

You’ve been falling
Into a world that glitters like gold
Sweet talking
With a mouth full of pearls

Put on your best fake smile tonight
Make out everything’s alright
Show ’em all the glamour
You’re a heavenly disaster
And let ’em take pictures
When they flash those diamond lights
Show ’em all the glamour
You’re a heavenly disaster
Show ’em all the glamour
You’re a heavenly disaster

You know you’re running out of time
Violet eyes

Put on your best fake smile tonight
Make out everything’s alright
Show ’em all the glamour
You’re a heavenly disaster
And let ’em take pictures
When they flash those diamond lights
Show ’em all the glamour
You’re a heavenly disaster
Show ’em all the glamour
You’re a heavenly disaster