This is the last song of the show
When the lights go down
and everyone's got to go
and brave the cold outside
Maybe we walk out hand in hand
Maybe we go it alone
Maybe we try to be
that funny you and me
that we both used to know
This is the last song of the show
I am restless all the time
I'm not as gentle as you are kind
I remember how the words stuck in my throat
When no one's listening
It's hard to stay afloat and so
Maybe we walk out hand in hand
Maybe we go it alone
Maybe we try to be
that funny you and me
that we both used to know
This is the last song of the show
Thought I could keep you to myself
Put your magic, somewhere on a shelf
But the eyes of my dreams
are filled with greed
And the plate of my life can't fill the need
I've grown used to feeling small
That doesn't mean
that I don't want to have it all, have it all
This is the last song of the show
When the lights go down
and everybody's got to go
And brave the cold outside