She drives down on Sunset   With the windows down    Just so she can let it in   She knows he's far-gone now   But there still are pieces   Pieces there still left of him      He uses love like a bullet from a gun   She's careful like a surgeon   Everywhere he goes they all know to run   But she can't help but love him   Love him      There is a picture sitting by her bed   Her reflection in his face   She has been meaning, meaning to move it   But it's always been his place      He uses love like a bullet from a gun   She's careful like a surgeon   Everywhere he goes they all know to run   But she can't help but love him   Love him      City of angels, everyone is sleeping   4 am and she's awake   She is moving, moving that picture   Someone else will fill that space      Someone else will fill that space