John Hughes Endings
Hanalei Lyrics

She's blue under red lights, Drowning in a dive bar.
She feels down and lost in a dingy place with red lighting.

She's framed in the window With two of her friends.
She's standing still by the window with two of her friends beside her.

Mixed drinks and pop songs And bland conversations.
The music and the conversations around her are uninteresting.

She puts on a fake smile Over desperate green eyes.
She's trying to hide her anxiety and be polite, while her green eyes reveal her true emotions.

She's searching for that savior, she is settling for less. Choking on her fairy tales and those John Hughes endings.
She's seeking her perfect partner, but she knows it's unlikely, and her unrealistic romantic expectations are suffocating her.

But there will be soft skin and pillows to share. She's nailed to the white picket with her heart on her sleeve.
Despite her doubts, she still hopes for love, and she's vulnerable and exposed to potential heartbreak.

He's crushed in the corner In the company of bad posture.
He's slumped over in a corner, metaphorically and literally crushed by his circumstances.

And trying to look busy, Peeling the label from a beer.
He's attempting to seem occupied by focusing on peeling off the label from his drink.

Broke down and bitter, He is slow dancing with spite.
He's dispirited and resentful, mentally dancing with bitterness.

He puts some change in the juke box And speaks through a song.
He tries to express himself through music.

He's searching for that savior, he is settling for less. Strangled by those standards and those John Hughes endings.
He's also seeking an ideal relationship, settling for less than his desires, and struggling with societal expectations that he can't meet.

But there will be soft skin and pillows to share. He's nailed to the white picket with his heart on his sleeve.
Despite his difficulties, he still longs for intimacy, and he's vulnerable and exposed to potential heartbreak.

Two arrows struck when their eyes first crossed paths, They were paralyzed by each other causing cupid's content.
They felt an instant attraction when they saw each other, leaving them momentarily stunned.

He broke the stare shyly, she brushed her hair from her face. They were pulled to each other by the center of the room.
He was bashful and she was adjusting her appearance, but they felt attracted to each other, as if the whole room were drawing them closer.

And with his heart jumping he tried to try hello, She blessed his cheek with a kiss before he could speak.
He gathered up the courage to greet her, but she surprised him by kissing him first.

And he took her hand, they took to the door, They were red under dark skies and smooth summer rain.
They walked together to the door, both feeling passionate and exhilarated, while it was dark outside and it rained smoothly.

We're searching for those saviors, we're settling for less. It's so self inflicted when dreams become deadly.
We all seek ideal love, but often end up with less, even while pursuing excessive romantic expectations which can be harmful.

But there will be soft skin and pillows to share. We're all nailed to the white pickets with our hearts on our sleeves.
Despite the uncertainty and risk, we all still hope for love, and we're vulnerable and exposed to potential emotional pain.