After The Show

Last call their yelling out, it's time to go so one last round before we shut this barroom down

Grab your things and get your friends line em up and dive right as the lights are fading out

We stumbled down the sidewalks past cops we hushed our talk and hid our bloodshot eyes

Sometimes it feels like you're all ghost the memories they hurt the most So where do I go, after the show

I used to be so young and full of life without a care but now I'm siting cold

On a bench outside the place where they used to scream our names now the silence takes it's hold

Tuck me into disbelief that this is all we're meant to be

We stumbled down the sidewalks past cops we hushed our talk and hid our bloodshot eyes

Sometimes it feels like you're all ghost the memories they hurt the most So where do I go, after the show