In every car that passes me on the street nI search for the particular face nThe lipstick trembles under boomlights nThe lipstick my own brothers only trace nnWas the birthday birthday ashtray nCarried all along this way now nIt was a gift from my little sister nOn the very same day they took her away nnAnd it's painted cherry red, cherry red now nAll your dreams are cherry red inside your head nAnd it's painted cherry red, cherry red now nAll your dreams are cherry red inside nnIn Hollywood I got the phone call nThat made my heart and my limosine stall nFalling down in the hotel hall again nLittle drunk from the Warners' Christmas ball nCut by love and cut by switchblade nHe's been gone nearly half a decade nCut by love and cut by switchblade nHe's been gone nearly half a decade nnI still remember my brother nI see his face on the billboards nand the polaroids that stayed on my pillow 'til they faded nnAnd it's painted cherry red, cherry red now nAll your dreams are cherry red inside your head nAnd it's painted cherry red, cherry red now nAll your dreams are cherry red insidennAnd it's painted cherry red, cherry red now nAll your dreams are cherry red inside your head nAnd it's painted cherry red, cherry red now nAll your dreams are cherry red insiden