Walked off the stage with a gleam in my eye
Time to go backstage and have a good time
For the one millionth time
We popped a cap of wine
Drank while the others whined
About how we wouldn't give them a dime
Stay out of our way
We got show business all day everyday
Hopped on the bus and grabbed another wine
The girls from backstage came
Just another night of a good time
The girls were just the same
The same as they were last night
Give us some space, we're getting wasted tonight
The neon lights and elegant dance lights
Shined through the bus windows
We're cramped in here, stepping on each other's toes
She asked me if I could give her a good time, I said I might
You can guess what happened that night
Oh, even with all the girls, the fame, and the booze
I still feel empty inside
I have no place to call home
No one to call my own
I'll just numb the pain with booze and girls
Bustling lights and club nights
Playing shows numbs all the pain away
But only temporarily