Every, every booth is empty
Nobody is sweeping this empty hall
The lights hang, they're so tired of shining
The silver streamers didn't hold
Don't want you to call it a day
I'll mistake it for the end of the world
A rocks glass is broken in two halves
On the filthy floor of the ladies room
The band's gone, took the stage they played on
The in crowd are outside in their vintage coats
I don't want you to call it a day
I'll mistake it for the end of the world
I don't want you to call it a day
I'll mistake it for the end of the world
Now I hear the sound of the ceiling coming down
All the water from a hole in the wall
And I'll try to keep the water from my feet
The night may be over, but I'm far from done
Don't want you to call it a day
I'll mistake it for the end of the world
I don't want you to call it a day
I'll mistake it for the end of the world