From the album From The Pyre (Deluxe)
This is about watching someone treat Los Angeles like a Greek myth they can star in, then realizing you bought the same fantasy and lost yourself just as badly. The 'you' who died heroically is also the narrator who stayed. Both thought they could transform into something mythological. Both just became freaks on the street.
Thought that you were Icarus / Or at least that you were Greek / For the people down below / You're just another freak
The narrator mocks the departed's grandiosity while describing their own identical delusion. 'At least that you were Greek' is a perfect deflation. Not even a real myth, just vaguely Mediterranean.
I'd burn off my fingerprints, start a brand new life / I would trade my innocence, choke up on my pride
These aren't metaphors. This is the literal erasure required to survive in LA as nobody. The specificity of 'fingerprints' makes it forensic. She's describing witness protection from yourself.
Honey, there's a seven-car pile-up / On the highway to my heart / And if I give you the green light / You promise you'll never come back?
The narrator thinks she's rejecting the departed. She's actually begging them to stay gone so she doesn't have to admit she followed the same script. The highway metaphor is so LA it hurts.
I rue the day I ever left this place / I gave my headshots in to Trashy's Lingerie / I want my MTV, my grass, and my valet
She wanted mythological transformation and ended up auditioning at a strip club on Sunset [UNVERIFIED: Trashy's is a real LA landmark]. This is the narrator confessing what the whole song avoided saying. She's not mourning someone else's failure. She's stuck in her own.
You can find me every night knocking at the sky
Knocking, not flying. Not even reaching. The song is built around someone performing ascent while staying exactly where they are. Icarus flew too close to the sun. She just keeps knocking.
The narrator thought she was eulogizing someone else's doomed ambition. By the end, she's confessing she's stuck in the exact same fantasy, just with less dignified props. The song is about the moment you realize you didn't escape the myth. You're still performing it in a cheaper venue.