Another weekend and another boring show
A thousand faces staring back at you
Expecting you to know an answer. That broken
Dressing room star faded years ago, an empty
Keeps you smiling and the broken gla** keeps
You on your own. And i can see it in in your face
That you'll find your own way home, you believe
You know, and i can see it in your eyes that you know
That your wrong. Another suitcase and another boring
Day' a thousand people you once knew all still
Expecting you to say the same things. That broken
Dressing room star burned out years ago, an empty
Bottle keeps you laughing and the broken gla** keeps
You on your own. Remember times gone years ago
You used to be someone now your sitting there drinking on your own