| When the lights go down
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| He’ll be fillin' a pan with a broom in his hand
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| In some dive across town
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| He’ll be wipin' the bar, and moppin' the floor
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| Countin' his tips and lockin' the doors
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| Restlin' with the devil that tells him to pour another round
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| When the lights go down
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| She’ll be callin' her friends from the Mercedes Benz
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| But it’s too late now
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| They were there for the fame, the flash and thrill
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| The drop of the name, the parties, and the pills
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| So another star falls from the Hollywood hills
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| Without a sound
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| When the lights go down
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| And there’s nothing left to be When the lights go down
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| And the truth is all you see
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| When you feel that hole
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| Inside your soul
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| Wonder what you’re made of Well we all find out
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| When the lights go down
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| When the lights go down
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| At the end of the day
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| With this game that I play
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| Has gone another round
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| As I lay there alone in this big empty bed
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| Nothing but thoughts of you in my head
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| I think of the things that I wish I had said
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| When you were still around
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| When the lights go down
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| And there’s nothing left to be When the lights go down
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| And the truth is all you see
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| And I wonder if all my life’s about
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| The sum of all my fears and all my doubts
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| Yeah, when the lights go down
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| When the lights go down
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| When there’s nothing left to be When the lights go down
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| And the truth is all you see
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| When you feel that hole
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| Inside your soul
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| Wonder what your made of Well we all find out
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| When the lights go down
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| Oooo, when the lights go down |