Come slip inside
Take a chair
The final performance is almost here
So it's time to go, I'll close the show
The death of an actor who no one knows
Now that the show is over
Will I belong to you
Now that the show is over
Will I be, will I be, will I be
On God's guest list
The worm inside, the worm inside
Culled from a lifetime of standing by
Oh I followed all the golden rules
Head lined a season of solitude
On the back of a broken dream
They cashed another money machine
You took your chance, you showed your skill
You really didn't know any better
You gave a little hope, you stole a little something
You really didn't know any better
Now that the show is over
Will I belong to you
Now that the show is over,
Will I be, will I be, will I be
On God's guest list
Moving on
