Been a while now that I've looked the other way.
So many hours spent alone that I can't turn away,
a little lie can build a high and mighty wall between us.
When the time arrives and hopes begin to fade,
[night's long giveway?] to friends ya missed from better days.
I left the lights on once to often now it turns out I can see.
This final song will have to be all,
cause there's no one listening after the curtain call.
Used to think of all the things that we could share.
Little house filled with our dreams and we were happy there,
but when the fall arrived these curtains couln't keep the cold from me.
Everytime I cried and prayed that things could change,
the fans reminded me of who I'd been before you came.
I take a moment to remember what it felt like to be free.
This final song will have to be all,
cause there's no one listening after the curtain call.
This final song will have to be all,
cause the lights go down after the curtain call.
This final song will have to be all,
cause I feel how I used to feel before the things went wrong.
This final song will have to be all,
cause there's no one listening after the curtain call.
Sometimes I think I hear the applause,
But this house is empty after the curtain call.
Sometimes I think I hear the applause,
But this house is empty after the curtain call.
